Like I’ve said a 1,000 times, my favorite thing about where we live is our proximity to DC. I know a two and a half hours isn’t exactly next door, but since we have driven 2+ hours plenty of times in Arkansas to take the dog on an adventure, I’m more than willing to drive a few hours to visit one of my favorite cities.
I already mentioned that we took a day trip to DC and enjoyed the most beautiful day imaginable. Seriously. It wasn’t too hot, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky and it was just the most perfect day.
Graham had never been to Mount Vernon, and we’ve talked about stopping there on every trip, so we finally made it happen this time. Mount Vernon is one of my absolute favorite historical homes in the nation. Obviously it’s cool because it’s the home of our first president, but the home and the property itself are absolutely gorgeous. They also have some very cool artifacts… they don’t let you take pictures inside the house, but they have the chair he sat in as president, the bedroom he died in is exactly how it was when he died, and they have the key to the Paris Bastille.
One of my favorite things about Mount Vernon is how the land on the other side of the Potomac remains undeveloped. The Mount Vernon Ladies Association has worked diligently since the 1950’s to make sure the view from Washington’s backyard remains unchanged. I am so grateful for that. The view would not be nearly as awe inspiring if there was a factory or a few office buildings there. They also offer river cruises, for an additional charge. One of these days we’re going to have to do that.
Other interesting things about Mount Vernon: George & Martha are buried there. Last time I visited was on the 4th of July, and they do wreath laying ceremonies through out the day. This time, we just stopped by the tomb, and found out that they had originally been buried elsewhere while the tomb was constructed.
DC was a mad house, as usual. Apparently everyone and their brother picked that day to go see the Cherry Blossoms. You could barely walk along the Tidal Basin.
We did stop for a very important bomb pop though. By the end of our day it was pretty hot, and this was just about the most refreshing thing ever.
We decided to save ourselves the trauma of trying to find a parking spot in the city, and parked across the bridge at Arlington Cemetary. On the way back to the car, we passed this little spot of beautiful yellow flowers.
All in all, it was a perfect day. I’m already looking forward to our next trip!