This entry is my longest entry for my trip. This is your warning…it is 4 pages in Microsoft Word…..
I started out my day by waking up at 7 AM. I had tried 6:30, but I just am not a morning person. After doing the usual morning thing and packing most of the stuff up, I headed down for breakfast. I decided that I would get the breakfast buffet my hotel offered. It was pretty good, until I got the check. $13.03 after tax! I was thinking under $10 maybe, and it was also at this time I discovered there was a menu on my table as well that had some cheaper options. So much for that, but at least it was a good, hot, filling breakfast. I then walked out side and noted that it was cold and windy, so I put my beanie on. After a short ride on the Metro, I was in DC and making my way to the Washington Monument ticket booth.
I got there around 8:10 talked to a few people, who made comments about me wearing shorts (as happened many times on the trip), and other things. Shortly after 8:30, I had my ticket for an hour later. Since I had some time to kill, I headed over to the World War Two memorial, since that was not there the last time I was in DC. It is a very nice monument and was covered by ice, so the school group that was there has having fun sliding all over it. After taking some pictures, I went back to the Washington Monument and got in line. There were two guys from China ahead of me, and one of them wanted to know if he could take a picture with me shaking hands, and I obliged. Of course I made sure to get a picture on my camera as well. Then we both discovered we were in wrong lines. It was the 9:00 line, I needed to be in the 9:30, and they needed to be in the 10:00. After getting into the right line it wasnt actually long before we got in.
We went through a security checkpoint, just like every other place in DC before getting into the elevator that would take us up 500 feet in the air. Upon reaching the top, I went around to each of the windows took pictures and just looked around. I went down to the next level (490 feet) to catch the elevator back down and was surprised to see a gift shop. There is not a lot of space, but they managed to put one up here. Not long, we were back on our way down. Afterwards, I walked back into the cold and headed towards the Korean War Memorial. Quite a few people were visiting it, mainly those who were countering the anti-war protestors, it appeared. Next was a quick walk over to the Lincoln Memorial where I checked out the quite large Abraham Lincoln, and tried to warm up a little bit in the gift shop. Since the two protest sides were right next door, I decided to go and check it out. I walked over to the counter-protest side, which were mainly veterans snapped a few photos of the action, before heading to the Vietnam Memorial
As I got near the Vietnam Memorial, I noticed that I wasnt going to be able to get anywhere near it. There were incredibly long lines and it even looked like there may have been metal detectors. So, I kept my distance, but it is not the same as being up close to it. By now I needed to start heading back to my hotel. I walked to Smithsonian station, and 20 minutes later I was in my hotel room. Finished packing, took a hot shower to try and warm up and then checked out. I left my suitcase with the front desk, so I wouldnt have to lug everything around.
I took the Metro to Federal Triangle then walked over to the White House to see it from the South Lawn. There were not very many of us out here (it still was quite cold). From there I moved to the Jefferson Memorial, passing the Organization of American States and the World War Two Memorial again. Walked along the tidal basin, and as I got closer to the memorial, it got windier and windier. I took some exterior pictures before heading under the dome to see the statue and the quotes on the walls. Also, I needed to warm up a bit, so I watched a video on the lower level, but didnt check out the gift shop.
I walked back over to Smithsonian station and took the train to Metro Center where I connected to the Red Line to Union Station. At Union Station I got a small quesadilla to tie me over until dinner, which I will note as having too much of a salsa that was based on onions more so than tomatoes. Afterwards, I walked across the street to the National Postal Museum. It was somewhat interesting, but some of it I just wasnt too interested in Of course its also much smaller museum than many of the other Smithsonian museums. While I was here I also mailed myself a post card, so I can see how long it takes to get here
that and use up some of the coins that had been sitting in my pocket for this trip.
Afterwards, I walked around Union Station for a bit, before heading back on the Metro. I took the Red Line to Chinatown. I walked around the Chinatown area for a while, seeing things like the gateway and all the businesses in that area. I shouldnt have eaten at Union Station, as I could have just waited until I got here. Chinatown also wasnt as large as I thought it would be. But then I guess DC isnt known for its Chinatown like other cities are.
Next I took the Yellow Line to Pentagon station, and when I got off the exit was blocked off by Pentagon Police due to the protests that were happening right above. I waited for the next train and took it to LEnfant Plaza. I went up to the surface and then realized I could have used this station the other day when I was visiting all the museums. After a few minutes I went back down and got on a Blue Line Train to Rosslyn. I then headed back to my hotel to pick up my suitcase and charge my cell phone, since it had died during the day. After 15 minutes I walked back to the metro station for my last ride of the subway on my trip.
I arrived at Washington National Airport shortly after 5:00 for my 7:35 flight. Since I had been upgraded to First Class, I decided that I would use the First Class/Dividend Preferred line. I could have used the kiosk from the beginning, but I decided to stand in line for a while. I talked with the others in line and listened to their stories of trying to travel with the noreaster that hit. One has been trying to go from New York to Detroit for the past two days, the other somehow had their flight to Charlotte cancelled this morning (when the weather was perfect). While I waited, the First Class line moved about 10 feet and there was only one agent who had been helping two girls forever. Even as supervisors walked by, they wouldnt add any more agents to the counter. Finally it took one guy yelling at one about how he had been at DCA for 12 hours trying to move on to the next destination. Also, the coach lines seemed to moving quite a bit faster. I noticed two people who were at a bar downstairs I passed, and they made it through the coach line before I printed my boarding pass. Now as much of a mess as it was, at least when I went to print my boarding pass, a US Airways agent came over to make sure it would print out ok for me, since they had been having problems all day. I wished good luck to those I had been waiting with and headed towards security.
Security was quick and hassle free, and then I saw the terminal area. It was very, very crowded. Gates were overfilled with people and the line for the US Airways Special Services desk was the length of half the terminal. I grabbed some dinner and Cinnabon, before waiting for my flight. It was delayed until 8:05, but I knew it would leave later than that. As I waited I was sitting next to a family with many little kids. Their son started to cry and whine right next to me and it started to get really annoying. I pulled out my noise cancelling headphones, but they didnt do enough. So I pulled out my PDA and played music at the loudest I could. I took them off a short while later as the kid stopped. Of course then it was the mother trying to dress her kids at the gate area. I would think that she would at least take them to the restroom to do this and not in a public area.
We finally boarded at about 7:50 and I was the third person on. Of course when I got on and was stowing my suitcase, the flight attendant had to make sure I was sitting in that row. I was the only person to get asked in First Class, probably because most people my age dont usually sit up there (and neither do I). The other passengers piled in, and at one point a woman tried to “poach” a seat in First Class, but was discovered when they guy who had that seat came back. The flight attendant then scolded the woman for doing it. Eventually, it seemed like we were full, but I noticed still some empty seats in First and I knew that out of the 12 seats 11 were assigned. Finally it was announced that we were waiting on five people from a flight at gate 35 (we were at 39). It took them 10-15 minutes to get there, but once they did the started immediately with take off preparations. We rocketed off of the runway around 8:55.
Looking down it was rather cool to see the city all lit up. I didnt have the chance this time to spend the night in the city on this trip thanks to the weather, so this would have to be it for me. I didnt take any pictures this time however. Anyways once we passed 10,000 feet I pulled out my tablet and queued up Casino Royale. Shortly after I got setup, the flight attendant came by with my drink. Then after that the snack basket came around, and I took a pack of biscoffs. It really didnt bother me, but during the safety announcement they announced that the First Class lavatory was for First Class only. However, many coach passengers used it anyways. The curtain didnt stop them, nor did the flight attendants. I enjoyed my window seat as I watched my movie, trying to guess what city was what down below (easier when we went out over the Atlantic). I only made it a little over half way into the movie when I noticed we were beginning our decent, so I packed everything up. A minute after doing so, the announced it and requested all electronics off. The landing was smooth, and I tried to look out of UCF below, but I couldnt tell with it being night. Upon landing we were at our gate quickly (benefit of landing late at night). As I stood up into the aisle, I looked back into coach. It was packed, just like Im used to; people cramming into the aisle trying to get bags down, but there not being any room. In First it was much nicer. We all had room to stand up and get our bags down without feeling crowded or bumping one another. It was nice, compared to what I am used to. I deplaned shortly made my way to the first level of Terminal A and got on the shuttle to the satellite parking lot. Got in my car and drove back to campus.
Overall I had a great time in DC. I still have a lot more new things to see when I go back next time, which hopefully will be sooner than six years. I look forward to my next trip, even if it is just driving home at the end of the semester.