This was just a random jaunt. Every now and again I'll get a text from Clayford on a Wednesday or something saying "hey! Flights are cheap! You could come up here for the weekend!" And my response is frequently, "...can we please plan it just a bit farther in advance?"
So this time, we did.
Took a PTO day to fly up Friday morning and get taken over to Clay & Valerie's townhome in Alexandria. There I got to see my buddy, my sunshine, my raisin d'tetris: Chip!
Actually, all the bubs were in rare form this weekend:
...but anyway. We soon, the three humans, set out to see Old Town Alexandria and have a spot of lunch:
We made our way to this place called the Torpedo Factory, which is an art collective these days, but back in the 40s was.........a torpedo factory:
Went to what Valerie claimed was the skinniest house in America:
And just generally hung out the rest of the day.
Next morning, Clay and I ventured into D.C., first to the Jefferson Memorial, which Clay claimed was the most deserted he'd ever seen it - I think we may have seen just one other person there:
Next, the FDR monument, which I don't think I'd ever seen. It was this neat little series of waterfalls and statues outlining the full four terms of his presidency:
We finished our circuit of the tidal basin, then went back to the house. The three of us then ventured out to a brunch spot at the Wafle Shop. And no, that's not a typo:
Clay's idea for the afternoon was to pick one D.C. thing, Uber into town to do it, and then leave - after a couple years up there, he's had his fill of spending entire days in the city seeing the sights. His recommendation, in part because I'd never been before, was the Holocaust Museum:
Heavy subject matter of course, but an excellent museum nonetheless. Well designed, like as an experience. Has the impact you'd hope it would.
Clay & I hung out in Old Town again that night, then hit the hay. The next morning's itinerary was actually my idea: go to church!
But not just any church - the National Cathedral, a structure that rivals the most magnificent of European churches, and I dare you to challenge me on that!!!!!
A fine service, and included one of the most exquisite performances of Byrd's Ave Verum Corpus I've ever heard, but I gotta say: the attempt to incorporate newer, non-traditional "praise band" music is a failed experiment. The drumset and electric guitar turn into a mishmash of sound in that echoey acoustic. Just doesn't quite work.
Another lunch, and then it was time to jet me back over to the airport and out of town. Soon after, my choirs would all be restarting, and the extensive free times of summer would come to a close.
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