From Charm City to DC in a Wink.

Oddly, I am nibbling on saltines again, but this is really about Baltimore and my trip to Washington DC on a lark.  The humidity really surprised me - it was kind of liberating to walk around with bare arms and legs late into the night without a single thought on a coat or a wrap for that matter.  Literally, I landed on the Charm City and then hopped on a train to DC.  It was a Sunday and there was a Giant BBQ fest going on so there were crowds everywhere.  From the Union Station, we jumped into a Circulator bus hoping that it would take us straight to the Mall, but alas, the driver's locale IQ was no better than ours.  So he deposited us on some corner from which we followed the signs for at least two miles to the National Mall.  It was just as well, because the walk turned out ideal for the kind of time we had for DC immersion - about three hours!  In a span of that, here are what we saw:

Baptist Church along the way.

One of the many buildings that looked the same way.

The Gothic-ness of the Union Station

Outside one of the 8 or 9 Smithsonian Museums

The Lincoln Memorial looked this way after two miles of walking.

Not the most poetic angle - the pool had been drained and the buildings crowd behind.

Random Olmec head outside the Museum of Natural Sciences

If only I can ride a bike....

I think this was designed by Ralph Lauren

stone garden

I was really tired.

At the bottom of the Post.

He was majestic.

Another one...

Sneaked into the lobby while one went to the bathroom.

One of the many street entertainers.

If we were legit tourists...

It was big.

The gown.

Did not see these two in flesh.