As a Canadian I did not hold Washington D.C. as one of those places "I have to visit". I figured we'd go when the opportunity presented but besides the Smithsonian museums I doubted there would be much interest for us "foreigners". I was wrong. Two days was simply not enough time. While there we visited the Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial, the Lincoln Memorial and walked the length of the National Mall surrounded by scores of American tourists, scout groups, and loads of tourists (some of whom looked like well-off elite, others gangs of Harley-Davidson enthusiasts). There is something about America's capitol that draws together and inspires people from all walks of life. The diversity was very evident as we walked the pavement.
I stood under the massive stone that makes up the Martin Luther King Memorial, his likeness carved beautifully into the stone and I was inspired by the sheer number of tourists, mostly African Americans. We were literally the only Caucasians there and I could not figure out why. I wish I could have told the scores of tourists haunting the Lincoln Memorial that just across the way was another inspiring memorial that held just as much significance for their nation. My son stood in the spot where Martin Luther King gave his "I Have A Dream" speech, over looking the reflecting pool and Washington Monument. I do not exaggerate when I say Americans sure know how to build impressive monuments that inspire a nation.
My next post will talk about our stint in the Great Smoky Mountains.