So, continuing on with the 8th grade trip to DC, we spent some time in the Air and Space Museum. Recognize the Apollo? Amazing to think that was all the room they had in there. Click on the picture to check out the little cots they strapped themselves into.
These innnneresting water sculptures were outside. Lovely for the little kiddies to get their beginner's anatomy lessons.
We went to the Botanical Gardens. This was the only thing I wanted to take a picture of there. What a great idea for an arbor or walkway. I loved checking out all the varieties of plants in there. Otherwise, it was a bit ho-hum in comparison to Duke Gardens in Somerset, NJ, or the NY Botanical Gardens.
This was one of many, many benches Mae anointed with her bottom and her heavy sighs in DC. Actually this was the only pretty one. It would have been even better without the dividers in the bench. Mae discovered that if you don't place your bum correctly, you get a butt crack divider, ouch!
We did the Tour of Monuments from around 7 - 9 pm. Mae was definitely running out of steam and we visited every other bench along the walkways. She's standing in front of the WWII Monument (which is huge) and the Washington Monument is visible behind it. Mae is facing the Lincoln Memorial on the other side of the long Reflecting Pool (remember in Forrest Gump when he finished speaking just as the sound comes back on and Jenny wades into the water shouting, "Forrest!")
We walked through the Korean War Monument. The statues were all spaced out in kind of an elongated V to show, I guess, how they walked through an area. They all had capes over their uniforms, but you could see guns and radios and other things sticking out. The expressions were pretty grim. It was kind of depressing overall.
On our last day, we went to Arlington National Cemetary with a small detour into the Women's War Memorial. Here is Mae standing in front of the "Women Go To War" part of the women in WWII display. The class brought flowers to recognize her great, great aunt Allie B. Williams who was a WAC in WWII. We ditched the rest of the class and stayed here while they walked through Arlington. Mae couldn't see all the crosses to get the impact of how many there were, so we watched a movie about women in the armed forces through the years. Okay, I admit it, I sat with Mae on a bench... in an air-conditioned room while they had to walk through the cemetery in 85 degree humid heat. Heh, heh, heh.
On our way back to NJ, we stopped at the Naval Academy in Annapolis for lunch and a tour. Whoa! This is definitely something I'd recommend to others. Our tour guide was fantastic and as the former Director of Admissions for the Academy, he gave our group quite a bit of advice. One of the many things he said that stuck in my mind was that, on average, after college we live about 72 years. The amount of hard work we put into 4 years of high school and then 4 years of college - those 8 years - have a direct effect on how we get to spend those remaining 72 years.
This picture is of the residential dorms. I can't remember the name, but it has 8 connecting wings and is absolutely gorgeous inside and out. Big dorm rooms too.
The last thing we saw in Annapolis was the crypt of John Paul Jones. It's in its own circular room under the chapel. I wish we'd had more time to walk through here because he's quite the interesting historical figure in our history - "I have not yet begun to fight."