An Exercise in Embarrassment
A few years ago, over Spring break I went on a week-long vacation to Washington DC with my family. This included, my mother, father, sister and my mother’s sister and brother along with their respective families. Over a period of four days we walked over sixty miles and I got to visit some of the most extraordinary places I could ever imagine. Standing at the proverbial head of the table was the Lincoln Memorial, a magnificent cross section of history and reverence with a dash of classical architecture for good measure.
This story actually begins with the Air and Space museum. All together there were fourteen of us on this trip, perhaps the most “interesting” of us would have to be my aunt Joanne. As we ventured …show more content…
On this trip, my dad and I began to notice a strange phenomenon about him, we discovered that the laws of time and space kind of bend around him. He exists in his own subset of reality that seems to suck you in if you get to close. Around him one mile becomes four and an hour turns into five. So, say for example a forty-five-minute stroll to the Lincoln memorial becomes a two-hour trek through the amazon rain forest. We hiked over, the plains of modern art, around the Washington mountain, and through the memorial jungle. We almost lost half our group crossing the reflecting river. By the time, we got to Abe’s summit the sun was beginning to set.
The scene was almost too perfect; it was almost right out of “The West Wing.” The memorial shone through with the grace and elegance of a true piece of art. It towered over us like a great marble temple with a purple and orange blazon sky behind it. As we climbed its marble steps it felt as though we were making our way to pray to some immortal God. Once I reached the top step I just stopped and took in all the grandeur of the moment. I could see Lincoln’s stone portrait peeking through the massive pillars that lined the
A few years ago, over Spring break I went on a week-long vacation to Washington DC with my family. This included, my mother, father, sister and my mother’s sister and brother along with their respective families. Over a period of four days we walked over sixty miles and I got to visit some of the most extraordinary places I could ever imagine. Standing at the proverbial head of the table was the Lincoln Memorial, a magnificent cross section of history and reverence with a dash of classical architecture for good measure.
This story actually begins with the Air and Space museum. All together there were fourteen of us on this trip, perhaps the most “interesting” of us would have to be my aunt Joanne. As we ventured …show more content…
On this trip, my dad and I began to notice a strange phenomenon about him, we discovered that the laws of time and space kind of bend around him. He exists in his own subset of reality that seems to suck you in if you get to close. Around him one mile becomes four and an hour turns into five. So, say for example a forty-five-minute stroll to the Lincoln memorial becomes a two-hour trek through the amazon rain forest. We hiked over, the plains of modern art, around the Washington mountain, and through the memorial jungle. We almost lost half our group crossing the reflecting river. By the time, we got to Abe’s summit the sun was beginning to set.
The scene was almost too perfect; it was almost right out of “The West Wing.” The memorial shone through with the grace and elegance of a true piece of art. It towered over us like a great marble temple with a purple and orange blazon sky behind it. As we climbed its marble steps it felt as though we were making our way to pray to some immortal God. Once I reached the top step I just stopped and took in all the grandeur of the moment. I could see Lincoln’s stone portrait peeking through the massive pillars that lined the