Warming to Washington

I never thought that I would like Washington as much as I did ... it must have been the huge number of museums there, all of them free, displaying the most amazing things like the Apollo 11 capsule in the Air and Space Museum. In fact, this museum had pretty much everything you could wish for in it: Spaceship One, the Spirit of St. Louis, the Wright Brothers flyer.



But topping the Air and Space museum was the Museum of the American Indian, very modern and interactive, beautiful building but mostly because of the guide who took us around and gave us a personal insight into what it is like to be a modern Native American.

If you like books, the Library of Congress is a temple.




And to top it off, we danced to Jazz in Georgetown and slurped beer under lots of dead stuffed animals to the sound of a bluegrass band in Madams Organ, Adams Morgan, as Washington revealed itself to be a Southern Town, an illusion made much stronger by the warm temperatures and flawless weather.











Immemorial memorials, many many things which were cut with that pompous greek-column cutter and lots of cockroaches in our hotel room: that was Washington too.