Lots more pictures where these came from, but here are a few of my favorites. One thing I must note about DC: a massive phallus visible for miles, looms above the city, ever watchful. The Washington Monument, of course.
At night, the light and the reflection of the soldiers off the wall is creepy. By day, it's quite moving.
Always been my favorite president.
Look closely for the phallus. It's in there...
The Vietnam wall. 58,256 names. So far.
A most notable exhibit from the Native American Museum. God knows what it means.
This might be Writer guy.
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Great pics! I love DC.
Thanks, Cyndy!
I will post some more in the coming days.
Lucky you, Sam. My only memories of DC are from a car window.
Sam, the “A most notable exhibit from the Native American Museum. God knows what it means.” reminds me of a lounge singer. But whay is in the left hand? Perhaps Lounge Singer totes drinkd on a tray at the same time. Mysteries of life. Is the last pic of writer guy?