My dad flew helicopters for the Air Force and is a member of a Pilots' Association that has periodic reunions. I had never been to one but couldn't pass up the opportunity to go to this one and hang with Dad for a week. The reunion was in DC, home of boatloads of history and the hotel was nice enough to let my park my rig in their lot for the duration of the reunion. As I have said previously, I am very introverted and was a bit uneasy about being around 200 people I didn't know, but these were some of the nicest people I've met in a long time. After the first day I felt comfortable and not at all stressed out about the crowd.
Plus they offer plenty of social lubricant.
I went on three of the daytrips to the Holocaust Museum, Arlington Cemetery and Mount Vernon (a boat trip). All were super and even though I ditched Dad at the museum so I could take a quick trip through the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, it was great to talk with him.
Dad
Difficult to see but that's the Capitol Building and Washington Monument in the background
Too close to get good shots of the soldiers leaving after the changing of the guard, but I guess their butts look good too. And you can see the path their shoes have marked in the stone walkway
Not our boat for the journey down the Potomac, but pretty
Our boat and the crowd getting on
Dad
Pirate Cruiser
Sorry about the thumb. Fort Washington
Mount Vernon
View from Mount Vernon. That's Piscataway National Park, preserved as a view shed (new phrase to me) showing what Washington saw from his porch.
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