The weekend before Father's Day, we decided to go into the District. It was Rachel's suggestion to see the Jefferson Memorial, and we decided to take a paddleboat out, too.
Luckily our boat had a canopy because it was BEASTLY hot outside. We really had a great time paddling on the Potomac. Rachel started out with Drew, but quickly got tired and asked to rest. So I switched seats with her and paddled as far as the middle of the river, then turned around to go back. I thought I'd want two hours on the water, but I quickly got tired and realized that one hour was enough.
Then we walked to the Jefferson Memorial and explored the statue and the museum downstairs. On the way back, we walked past the FDR Memorial and then the Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial. But that time, Rachel and I had insisted that we wanted a snack (we had bought water with us, but quickly ran out -- and we'd had a late, big breakfast and hadn't planned for lunch).
Well, the snack bars run by the National Park Service close at 6, and the closest Metro was the Arlington National Cemetery one -- and, boy, was it a hot, ugly, uncomfortable slog back. Poor Rachel was practically dead by the time we got to the Metro, but she really kept her complaining to a minimum (and apologized that she hadn't done better when I praised her for keeping her chin up).
We decided to go to Pupatella, a local pizza place, for dinner, and then got ice cream -- FINALLY -- at Carvel. Great topping to an exhausting day.
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