WASHINGTON DC 2009

Mr. Maitai Goes To Washington: Capital Punishment Never Felt So Great!

Lincoln

Eight Days In May

Along with our good friends Kim and Mary, Tracy and I were able to visit our nation’s capital for a week in May 2009.  There’s no better place for a hands-on history lesson than Washington D.C.  Please join us as we explore museums, monuments and, oh yes, martinis.


Chapter One – Let The Walking Begin

Chapter One – Let The Walking Begin  Day One – Arrested Development, Deposed Premier, Budget Crisis, This Ain’t No Disco, Seeing Red, Grab A Vine, Bar Exam, Monumental Journey and No Go-Go Wearily staring at my computer at 2:30 a.m (I don’t sleep well the night before flights) on this Saturday morning, the headline from the morning paper jolted me awake faster than a four-shot espresso. “Congressman Arrested,” the headline stated.  It was more than six hours before our plane was to depart heading to our nation’s capital, and already the Congressman who had arranged (and who was going to meet us) for our White House Tour less than a week from today had been arrested. Amused and bemused, I, … Read more…

Chapter Two – Days At The Museums

Chapter Two – Days At The Museums  Day Three – The Twelve Hour Day – Is That A Shoe Or A Condo, Lunch In A Native Setting, Capitol Idea, Houston we Have A Problem, A Very Public Library, The Supremes, A Museum in KAOS and CONTROL, Escargot Here I Go and My Favorite Torturer It was a little before nine in the morning when our intrepid foursome took off on foot, not knowing we would not see our hotel again for 12 hours, although looking at the spreadsheet, we knew we had a full agenda of activities. Kim and Mary had made reservations at the National Archives for us on this cool morning, where rain showers were predicted.  We grabbed … Read more…

Chapter Three – Hallowed Ground to Falling To The Ground To A Meeting Of Travelers

 Chapter Three –  Hallowed Ground to Falling To The Ground  To A Meeting Of Travelers Day Five – Get Out Of My Way, Changing Of The Guard, From The Halls Of Montezuma, Missed It By That Much, I Cannot Tell A Lie, Where’s Vanna White, George Washington Slept Here, The Bus ‘Nazi’, Down By The Lazy River, Riding On The Metro Again and Damn It “Our Out Of Business Wine Bar” is Open! Mary was on the phone to us early. We had to get ready for our day trip outside of DC. Although Arlington Cemetery opens at 8 a.m., because we had been going at such a frenetic pace, Mary aimed for an arrival time closer to 8:30 knowing … Read more…

Chapter Four – White House, Abe’s House and Our Last Day Before Returning To Our House

Chapter Four – White House, Abe’s House and Our Last Day Before Returning To Our House Day Seven – Tennis Anyone, Act Of Congressman, Hail To The Chief, Hail To The Chief (of Police), Nearly Turned Into a Newt, Moon Rocks, We’re On The Road To Nowhere, The Lincoln Logs, Shut Out, Afternoon (Make That An Hour) At The Museum, A Cut Above, Wow What a Pear and Bowling For Dinner? With visions of Fodorites dancing in our heads, which were still a little groggy from the previous evening’s wine consumption, we were ready to leave the Rouge by seven. This morning we had our appointed White House Tour that had been set up by the arrested (well, let’s say … Read more…