There was so much I still wanted to do.
It was our last day in D.C.
I was on a Scout trip.
We had flown to New York. We spent a day and a night and most of the next day there.
We took a train to Philadelphia. We spent the night there.
The next day we drove to D.C.
The first two days we saw the monuments around the Mall. The Capitol. Arlington Cemetery. The Museum of American History.
For some reason my roommates had decided our last day would be a good day to sleep in.
I had a map.
I knew how to use the Metro.
I was off.
My first stop was the Air & Space Museum.
Then the National Archives.
Hard Rock Cafe.
Then back to the hotel.
The rest of our group was waiting for me.
I hadn’t told anyone what I was doing.
Apparently they’d been worried about me.