DC

I got to see the nations capitol, that was all fine and well saw the Washington monument, Lincoln…thing all the stuff tourists are supposed to see.

However on a more serious side note I just want to say I was taken aback by the Vietnam wall, forgive me if that’s not its official title. I never knew that many people had died, it makes it more real when you see it all laid in before your eyes. Right where you can reach out and touch it with your fingers. That’s really sobering, reminds you of your own mortality. A lot of respect for those people.

With that said, I really didn’t care for those official government buildings and the such, I mean I wanted to see the white house, and did, but that was about all I cared to see. Almost had to beg to go see it. The people…I wanted to see the people. Since this is my face book and no one really seems to be reading it (I guess) I’ll speak freely. For some reason it brought a smile to my face to have a group of whites walk by my and I couldn’t understand what they were saying. I couldn’t even understand the language. Something fascinating about seeing new and different people. I mean, I had simply brushed them off from the corner of my eye as being your typical normal white Americans when all of a sudden one of them spoke and it was this language I had never heard. I quickly did a double take and remembered as many details about them as I could.

This is not to say anything about whites or Americans, I just tend to ignore things I have seen before. I had already gotten use to seeing a massive amounts of Africans, Asians, and Indians so I wasn’t surprised to see them. Yet I did enjoy walking around them and just soaking up all the sights and sounds. Nothing pleases me more than being around people who don’t talk or look like me.

I know anyone who may not be familiar with me may read this and assume me a racist or prejudice of some kind (meh) it happens.

So with that said I’ll go into more detail about my DC adventure in later posts, I think I’m in love already.