Washington, DC

I love that city.

When I vacation, I don’t go to beaches or ski resorts.  It’s very difficult for me to relax, I need to be doing something, preferably learning something.  I will travel hours to go to a museum.  A days drive is totally worth it to see where the pilgrim’s landed on Plymouth Rock!

DC satiates my desire to learn.  On Sunday morning I went on a run from Woodley Park to the White House, then ran the course of the mall.  Along the way I visited all the monuments.  I’ve done this numerous times, but it never gets old.

I’m a firm believer in that everything we need to know can be found in historical lessons.  It’s all happened before, and we’d be very well off if we would heed the lessons history has taught us.

Which is why I feel silly for placing my expensive digital camera on a shelf in a port-a-potty in windy Washington, DC.  Wind + portable toilet = chance for disaster, proceed with caution!