We decided to drive the 26 miles instead of taking the train to see Arlington National Cemetary. We got to Georgetown, which is in close proximity, without a problem and found a place to park. We stopped at a coffee shop so Kip could get a danish. I had a mocha to help warm me up.
As it turned out, by the time we got to the Cemetary, we found we had dressed too warmly. I needed the stocking hat in the morning, and when it got too hot, I couldn’t take it off. I guess I need to bring a lighter weight hat to change into. Life is full of challenges like that! Hat hair can be a real problem. Especially if your hair doesn’t look that great before you put the hat on.
Watching the changing of the guard was a profound experience. It’s surreal. The ceremony takes place every hour on the hour in the winter months and every half hour during the summer. I didn’t get a very good video, but you can see a little of the ceremony here. I couldn’t get it edited for some reason, so you’ll have to suffer through the girl to my right messing with her hair and my hand trying to shield the sun.
A couple of junior high kids got to help place the wreath. It all takes place at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.
Almost 500,000 are buried in Arlington National Cemetary and there is an average of 28 internments per day.
Below is President John Fitzgerald Kennedy’s grave. You can barely see the eternal flame in the picture.
We had delicious slices of pizza at an outside cafe before heading back to camp.
Here is a drive-by shot of the Pentagon.
Today is Sunday…We’re in Charlotte, NC catching up with ourselves…