On Thursday afternoon David and Mum called it quits early and hit the Mall. We met up with them in Macy's where they were undergoing intensive retail therapy. I was too footsore to join in - the perils of stiletto's I guess. We got home, changed and headed out. Mum and I were going to do the ghost tour and the boys were going to hook up with Paul B. The ghost tour was deathly dull - I think that the guide was trying to create a few ghosts, ghouls and spirits by boring people to death as we walked round! We ran away before the end - we couldn't wait any longer for dinner. It was already 1 hour and 15 minutes into a 1 hour tour and we hadn't got to the final tour stop yet!
We bumped into the boys as we were walking home. They were sitting on a pavement table outside the Warehouse with an array of glasses around them. It seems they wandered into Chadwicks for a final drink...which could have been a bad choice!! Mum phoned when I was in work to say that David was a little under the weather. It must have been a flash virus of some sort...
He was feeling a lot better come the afternoon. The three of us took the Metro up to Dupont Circle and went to Kramer Books. They had his book in stock, and this was the first time that he had actually seen it on the shelf in a bookshop! We had coffee and scrummy dessert at the cafe at the rear before heading down to the Sculpture Garden to take in the jazz concert. It was not a journey that was incident free! We flagged down a cab and I leaned into the window to ask it he would take us to the Sculpture Garden. He didn't know where that was, so I asked for the National Gallery of Art, the Mall, the National Mall...he hadn't heard of any of them!! We decided that we would seek a different cab - one that had heard of any of the major attractions would be good! We were crossing the road a little further on. We were at a crossing, there was nothing coming, we got halfway across the road when Mum and I were nearly mown down! The car screeched to a halt about 2 feet (max) from mum. They were going a ridiculous speed and I think on their mobile. We had right of way - you're not supposed to mow down pedestrians on a crossing!!
It was lovely to sit in the Gardens listening to the band. We really must take a picnic and blanket next time though. Stephen got a cab over to join us after his haircut and we wandered over towards Federal Triangle to get something to eat. We had a delicious meal in a French restaurant before heading back over to Old Town for a drink. We got as far as rounding the corner to the bar in O'Connells but were forced back by the wall of noise! We beat a retreat to an outside table and enjoyed the relative peace of King Street on a Friday night (think Piccadilly Circus...).
We did a roadtrip on Saturday! We headed off to Charlottesville, little realising it was so far! Google Maps lied to me - it said 2 1/2 hours journey time, which was long enough, but the SatNav took us a slightly unusual route, so it took us the best part of 4 hours to get there! Monticello (the home of Thomas Jefferson) was really fascinating and Charlottesville itself was nice. It would be good to spend a little more time there though. We didn't really have time to get to the University of Virginia before we had to head home. We didn't want to end up sleeping in the car, pulled up in a layby!
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