Quick DC Tripping

Back from a whirlwind weekend in Washington, DC. My daughter is living out there, attending Law School, and after a year in the city, she is well-equipped to lead tours. We only got lost once. My theory of getting lost in a big city is sort of like my theory of ripping back knitting: as long as it's instructive it's OK. And we learned that K Street is our friend. That's good.

The only official-type DC tourist thing we did was to visit the Renwick Gallery, which is part of the Smithsonian complex. It's situated directly across the street from the White House, and was featuring an exhibit on Grant Wood, which was full of unexpected irony. Mr. Wood was a sly fellow.

We had hoped to get into the Capitol with a Peace Corps friend of Caroline's who works there, but there had been an "incident" that day and the place was in total lockdown. Just our luck. Maybe next time.

We spent a day walking the Eastern Market area of the city. There was a great flea market, with gorgeous Asian jewelry, African artifacts, antiques, and other curiosities. I could have spent some very serious money if I hadn't been limited by what would fit in a carry-on. We also spent retail therapy time in Georgetown. But what I enjoy most is eating and on trips I try to make a point to eat ethnic and as varied as possible. Lucky for me, Caroline is securely on the same wavelength. I think we did pretty well--We hit Burmese, Japanese, Mexican, Salvadorian, and Lebanese restaurants. All were fabulous.

I had hoped to visit Stitch DC. But, drat, it was Memorial Day and the Georgetown location had a polite sign in the window announcing that they were closed for the holiday. Stitch DC is definitely on the list for the next trip out there.

Arrrrgh. I have more pictures to include but Blogger is being balky.