An Anti-Climactic Trip to D.C.

Now, I'm not saying that I expected anything super exciting from a trip to look at glorified chunks of rock but my last trip to D.C less than a month ago to visit the same Smithsonian African American History and Culture Museum was complete with friends and fluffy pillows I had expectations. Which is surprising, considering that I usually don't have any (because I'm trash).

Anyways, after the long, boring, four-hour bus ride my friendless ass (along with a bunch of fellow high schoolers I didn't know) was dumped off at some street in the middle of D.C.

We walked to the, and to quote my favorite first lady, Michelle Obama, "...house built by slaves." for pictures.

(The ones I took inspired by Ai WeiWei... y'know those ones.)

To my surprise, the White House wasn't as impressive as I'd imagined it to be. It's actually quite small compared to the surrounding buildings. Huh.

Then, since everyone was hungry enough to eat a horse (no offense to any horse readers), we stopped at the food court in the Ronald Reagan International Trade Center....

And (hey, funny story!) I had forgotten that there were sewing scissors in my backpack when I went through security. Lucky me though, I wasn't arrested.

(But I digress)

The inside was pretty impressive...ly empty when we got there but by the time we left teens with Trump gear were beginning to show up. Good timing if I do say so myself. (And I do.)

So, after my little escapade with security and a delicious lunch, my friendless self marched on over to the African American History and Culture Museum, the most exciting part of the whole trip.

(I mean, it was the main reason I went but...)

I didn't take very many pictures because my phone was low on power (Look, I know! It's lame but it's true!) and because I might have forgotten to, but whatever. I was hell-bent on seeing the history half of the museum since I wasn't able to experience it the last time I'd gone-- particularly the part about the Obama family. I legitimately cried when I saw Obama's inauguration photo. You'd have to see it in person to understand, but it was a very profound picture to say the least.

After the waterworks came the tour of the glorified chunks of rock. We went to the MLK memorial, walked past the Washington monument, and visited the Lincoln memorial.

The Lincoln Memorial was cool, I guess, but it wasn't super life-changing (like the Obama photo). The monument was pretty impressive, at least compared to the MLK memorial but, like I've said twice already, all three monuments were just glorified hunks of fancy earth (aka, marble and limestone).

It's a wonder, now that I've seen them, what made them so impressive after all?