D.C. Day 2

Whew! A full day. I slept not a wink last night. We rolled out of bed and did Turbo Jam. I don't think my sister enjoyed it very much but I was excited for her to experience it. We made the foolhardy decision to walk from her U-Street neighborhood to the Newseum at high noon. We thought a grande iced coffee would be enough to help us along the path. It wasn't, and sweat poured down our faces and we got too delirious to find a Metro station. Luckily we passed some pretty flowers along the way.

55 minutes and a couple of cases of severe dehydration later, we arrived at the glorious Newseum. We contemplated not going, but Elizabeth insisted, and I'm so glad we did. It was first class. A top-knotch museum experience from ceiling to floor. The view from the terrace was amazing, and each exhibit was better than the last. The only con is that it was like a walk-in freezer. Normally this would bother me, but I was generating so much heat from the walk that I welcomed it for the most part. My sister was shivering and turning blue, however. I cannot recommend this museum highly enough.

On the way home, we stopped at the famous Chop't. I was overwhelmed and had no idea what to order so I just started randomly picking stuff. I ended up with romaine lettuce, shrimp, feta cheese, egg whites, carrots, cucumbers, sunflower seeds, ginger carrot dressing, and possibly something I'm forgetting. I ate the entire thing and regret not one bite.

Tonight we watched my beloved Lars & the Real Girl. Now there is nothing left to do but eat ice cream pops and collapse.