Me playing the tourist in front of the Supreme Court
Dressing up as the Supreme Court Justice!
Last week we got to go to the Capitol and spend an hour with Congressman Jim Matheson (Utah Democrat). He was a great speaker and made me think that maybe I can be a Democrat and yet still stand for fiscal conservatism, among other things that conform to my religious beliefs. Afterward, my friend Jason used his special connections (aka his Senator Hatch intern badge) to show Andrew and I around the Capitol.
The streets in D.C. are laid out in quardrants with the Capitol building as the center of the city. Jason, Andrew, and I located the very central spot of the building and got to stand on top of it. Guess which foot is mine? P.S. the swelling has gone down, thank you.
Memorial Day weekend was tiring. The few of us who didn't end up going to New York (me because I was supposed to be in bed resting) decided to go and watch President Obama speak at the Arlington Cemetery. Jason somehow convinced us that we needed to wake up at 3 in the morning to line up to get good seats and even then he warned, we may be too late. So, when it was still dark outside, I grabbed a piece of toast slathered with chunky peanut butter, hobbled to the taxi, and with barely contained excitement, went off to the Arlington cemetery with my friends.
There were nobody there when we arrived at the Arlington Cemetery. Ok, there were plenty of army soldiers teasing us for being so early. We sat there on the pavement for the next seven hours waiting for the gates to open. At around 7, still four hours before the event, the crowds began to come. There were the adoring fans, sporting obama t-shirts and even obama sport shoes. There were the sons and daughters of the veterans past wanting to visit their parents' graves. And then of course, there were mere tourists/ interns like us, who were told not to leave DC without an Obama-sighting.
It was all worth it, we were the first ones on the bus when the gates finally opened. Wriggling through the crowds, we secured seats in the front section - we were only 30 feet (six rows) away from the president!
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