What’s great about Potomac, MD is that it’s just a short drive from the main hub of D.C. Each part of the weekend, we spent some time down there, but would drive back home for dinner and meet up with some other family friends.
~ DAY 2 ~
The second day of our trip started down at Arlington National Cemetery. My great-grandfather was involved in the armed forces and so visiting such an honorable place often holds a bit more meaning for my family. We spent some time walking amongst the thousands of graves before taking the bus tour and my heart went out to the family and friends who lost their loved ones.
A veteran’s group performing a tribute in front of the Tomb of the Unknown.
“The energy – the faith – the devotion which we bring to the endeavor will light our country and all who serve it and the glow from that fire can truly light the world” – @ Arlington National Cemetery (JFK Memorial)
Later in the afternoon, we met up with a retired professor, who specialized in what seemed to be every piece of American history. The conversation started surrounding the Arlington cemetery, it’s creation and uses, and later expanded into the Civil War, the history of Washington D.C. and more. I swear, my grandma and I could have sat outside that pub for hours in gorgeous afternoon and listen to him speak. I especially loved seeing her so engaged in the conversation and throwing all these fabulous facts out about our nation’s history.
Did you know that the Lincoln Memorial was once going to be placed around 16th street because he was the 16th president? Well, plans changed mostly due to the symbolic meaning of the current location. Most importantly, it’s at the foot of the Lee Mansion and having Lincoln look over Lee’s property for eternity to come, was almost a dig at the Lee family. They had lost their property to the Union during the war, but would be forever reminded by the location of the Lincoln Memorial, just across the bridge.
~ DAY 3 ~
On Sunday we took a trip down to the canal and Potomac River, where I ran for the first time in a few weeks (thank you plantar fasciitis) and Nance and Joan went for a stroll.
I was in love with the dirt path and nature all around me – enough to unplug my iphone and run simply to the sound of the water and the conversations of people passing by. We showered and brunched at a local Irish spot and then it was off to the airport. I’m pretty pooped out from flying, or rather unreliable airports. Even though I was set to depart at 5:20, my plane encountered two delays, which left me in the airport for about 4 hours longer than planned. Ah well, we can’t win it all. But, I am truly blessed to have such wonderful and inspirational family to look up to and travel with.
“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” – Abraham Lincoln