The Tales Of Princess Mikkimoto

Posted By becky on November 2, 2009

Despite my mother’s tooth pain, my 25% lung capacity (which made sightseeing go something like this: walk walk cough cough walk walk cough cough) and Northwest/Delta’s merge almost causing us to miss both of our flights (more on that in another post), we survived our quick little jaunt to D.C.

In addition to having a great visit with my uncles, and my friend Anne, we did many of the classic touristy things. When in Rome…
One of the best was seeing the monuments at night.

If you ever get a chance to do this, DO IT! President Lincoln never looked so fine.

Speaking of Abe, my father and Ben decided to take in a show with the ol chap. I hope it’s a good play and ends well.

Oh dear.

Friday afternoon we got our tour of the White House but security wouldn’t let me take my camera. I really didn’t want to throw my weight around but sometimes you have to do what’s necessary. So I pulled one very large fellow with one very large gun aside and explained, “Excuse me sir but perhaps you don’t know who I am just by looking at me, which is totally understandable. Does Princess Mikkimoto ring a bell?  No huh?  Well anyway, you see I have this blog and I need to take pictures of this tour for my readers and… Oh OK. Um, ouch! Wow, you are very strong! And, er, that hurts my arm. OK yes, I’m moving right along. Thank you for your time…”

The White House (the tiny part we saw) was amazing and very regal. And HA! Look who we ran into!

Our new BFF’s! Since I didn’t have a camera Michelle let me use hers.  And the President was having a rough day (health care reform is hard!) so he asked Ben to answer some phone calls for him and give a quick press release to the media.

Once outside Ben’s new office the White House, we ran into this cowboy who escaped from Texas. The kid used his new powers to give that fella a piece of his mind.

Strangely enough our Obama Halloween party invitation got lost in the mail, so we decided to have our own party. Candy from the hotel lobby store, plus hotel towels, plus whatever we had in our suitcases plus some imagination equaled a rockin’ good time!

Here we have a zoombie Cubs player and some sort of gypsy fortune teller…

Super Grandpa and an Indian Princess – from India.

After saying good-bye to all our new friends,

we headed back to Madison.

Thanks Washington. You were swell.  See you again soon.

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