By the time our little tribe left the house at 6:30 spirits were high and ready to tumble with the thousands (feeling like millions) of other DC residents heading to the monuments for fireworks. Swarming would have been an understatement to describe the number of people there and of course in true DC fashion we not only took the cramped metro down there but also went through bag checks. Yes people were still pathetically attempting to bring illegal substances.
We lounged and attempted to digest from the days breakfast (that could have fed an army for 30 instead of 10) and the huge patriotic lunch we our had consumed not an hour before. It was nice to sit together along with numerous families, everyone enjoying their country with the floods of red, white and blue. I sat on the blanket with my U shirt decorated with stars and stripes and one can feel the renewed patriotic fever that one ran rampant with the election. Its exciting to say the least, the kind of natural high that reminds me of why I love this city so much.
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