Day Ten - So after a an early farewell and a pact that it wasn't going to be another 40 years until our next reunion we headed off from St Pauls toward the capital Washington DC.
The drive was pretty good with just a couple of light showers and the road traffic was good until we got closer to DC and then the dreaded traffic started. Many people had warned us that the DC traffic even on the motorways was pretty crook but didn't imagine just how bad.
Nearly an hour outside of the CBD and it started, slow bumper to bumper traffic that stopped and started with no real reason for it, stopped and crawling for miles to suddenly open up and doing 50 mph again and then suddenly to a stop again.
Well we finally got there around 4:30 and made our way into the Cherry Hill campground about 16 miles on the north side of DC. This was amazing park, with 2 pools, outdoor theatre, cinema room, cafe's, putt putt golf etc. the list went on, a really well put together park.
After getting ourselves all hooked up we headed off on the bus which came right into the campground to catch the train into town. After a quick 20 minute train trip into the subway we disembarked at Archives Central right in the heart of the city and just near the small Chinatown they had there.
Now with all the travel apps you can download from the apple store we put together a self guided walking trip around DC. Heading off we first visited that most famous address of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, the White House.
Well we sent a text message to my mate Barack to catch up but he was disappointed that he couldn't catch up with us due to business of national importance, but took a rain check for next time.
Continuing on we visited the Washington Memorial, Lincoln Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, Capitol Hill, etc. until eventually we figured we could eat the crutch out of a rag doll so it was time to eat.
At Bec's insistence we went it a Subway style eatery named Chipotle, based on all spicy Mexican food and I must say it was quite enjoyable even though I didn't put enough sauces on mine which made it a bit dry.
Now silly old me did not tie my shoe laces tight enough for such a long walk and subsequently agitated an old motorcycle injury in my foot and soon walking became quite difficult, so mummy Bec decided it was time to head back to the train and head back to Cherry Hill.
Off we went and got home for a restful sleep. Tomorrow would be our final leg for Bec getting her back to her home in Youngstown, and back to the duties of a scholarship student.
Good night for now and speak again soon.