A wonderful trip --- sights, the government in action, being-a-proud-daughter...I cannot wait to go back!
In the senate chambers, Dick Durbin (D-IL) reintroduced the Dream Act. Then this showed up in my inbox when I was going through my 893 emails I had missed from the trip. I was there. Unfortunately, the thing this article doesn't tell you is that there was not a single other senator there listening. I'm not even joking. The place was empty. There were more tourists than interns (who occupied a harem-like position on the lowest carpeted step of the dais).
It was very cool to be there though, even with the awkward lack of congresspeople.
this happens. Lord. I know that since 9/11 the lights on the mall have been substantially reduced, yet wow. And the Korean Memorial at night is nothing short of terrifying with all those larger-than-life soldiers in full military gear. In the dark. Shiver.
Our route. G is the Lincoln Memorial, I is the Jefferson Memorial. Let's just say it's a little bit farther than "not that far." (the whole evening was over six miles).
"Bridget. Seriously. Which rocket?"
"Oh my gosh, Bridget...are you kidding?"
I apparently have the aerospace knowledge of a kindergartner.
Next trip? Cherry blossoms, more of the Smithsonians, more wild rice porridge with Senator Franken, and who knows, maybe the docents will let me have a sleepover in the hall of gems.