My second adventure of 25 took me to our nation's capital!
It seems as if most people experienced Washington, D.C. on a field trip in the fourth or fifth grade, after a long Greyhound bus ride where kids were forced to sit boy-girl, boy-girl. For some reason, I missed that Greyhound bus ride in the fifth grade and ended up taking a Delta flight to D.C. 15 years later on December 10, 2010.
As soon as I stepped off the plane at 10 p.m., I visited several monuments. I was floored. I stood in awe as I approached each monument, thinking of all the things these leaders had accomplished for our country. I think I said, "wow," about a million times.
I also visited Arlington Cemetery. So many brave men and women have made (and continue to make) the ultimate sacrifice for our country, and standing in their presence was really humbling. I really liked the quote below from a monument at Arlington:
"With history the final judge of our deeds, go forth asking His help, but knowing that here on Earth God's work must truly be our own."
I must say, my experience in D.C. for the first time as an adult was probably an entirely different experience than I would have had in the fifth grade. I truly felt an energy and excitement from being in the place where great leaders make history-altering decisions for our country every day. Thank goodness that on this trip I didn't have to sit next to the boy in my fifth grade class who ate glue.
