The floor started to vibrate each night at around 10pm. I first thought I had pins and needles in my butt and feet when sitting at our computer.
Yeah, Boyfriend and I stayed at another hostel, and it was all my fault… I insisted on this and was happy to keep the costs as low as possible. At least we had our own room, just the two of us, not like in Vancouver, which was the worst kind of hostel possible.
(See pics of stage 3 here if you haven’t yet:)
So, the reason why everything in our room was vibrating was that we stayed above a bar that turned into a disco at night. I actually liked the music on Thursday night but not Friday.
“I can’t believe it. What time are they going to shut?”
Boyfriend searched online. “2 AM!”
“What??? And it’s only Thursday night! What about Friday and Saturday?”
Boyfriend searched again: “3 AM!”
I plopped on the bed. Disbelief!
“Well, it’s good that the air conditioning is so loud. We won’t hear the music that much.”
OMG… was he SERIOUS?
“Yeah, it’s just like in Sesame Street. Have you ever watched that?”
“Not sure.” Maybe Boyfriend is too old 😉 .
“There is Ernie who can’t go to sleep cause the tap is dripping. He gets up and turns the radio on. But then he can’t sleep because the radio is too loud, so he gets up again to switch on a mixer in the kitchen (that’s at least what I believe it was!). Of course he still struggles going to sleep, complains by shouting to his friend, Bert. Ernie goes and switches on the vacuum cleaner. Since he still can’t fall asleep, Bert eventually gets up and switches everything off, including that damn water tap!”
I always knew that I am the smart one and Boyfriend the … well, someone else… ha ha. (Sorry Boyfriend, just kidding. Basically…)
Apart from the noise in the hostel, Washington was fun. It’s a beautiful city, and I have taken simply too many pictures. Here are my best ones:
Well, we all know what to find in THIS road, right:
Et voilà (I believe this is the side at which political guests are received, correct?):
Here we go, the other side. Tell me, these windows belong to the Oval Office, right?
I personally do NOT like the guy who is currently residing in there, but I still LOVE this building. I was trying to think of all the other presidents that have been in there.
We carried on walking. On Friday, 11 May, the temperature was just about bearable.
You won’t get to see a much bigger flag than this one, I suppose:
Hello Washington Monument:
On the other side of the Washington Monument:
When I had seen this tree and said to Boyfriend that I was going to take a picture of it, he said: “I knew.”
Sorry Boyfriend, you always have to be so patient with me. But THANK YOU for that!!
These guys were having a good time:
They just weren’t bothered by anyone:
Awww, aren’t these cuties (I’m not sure how they could have fun in that water; the still one. It was pretty darn dirty!):
This is the still water:
And then this memorial, the Vietnam War (some people seem to be looking closely for some name(s) they knew). This was touching, I felt that people walking along here were trying to be quiet in respect; I heard people whispering like in a church:
Day 2 was really, really hot. 31°C. I tried to stay in the shade no matter how little there was:
In Washington DC, you’ve got time forever to cross the road. In Calgary, the maximum I saw was 18 seconds, I believe:
I mean, look at those stairs:
This is NOT my hand writing:
That was Washington, DC. Hello and waves to everyone from and in this nice city!
Tomorrow, Sunday, 13 May, Boyfriend and I will be leaving the American capital and go for the next stage. “See” you there and THANK YOU SO MUCH for stopping by, reading and looking at my photos.
Here’s The Shot Of The Day. My feet after only 2 days walking through Washington DC: