Monday Moaning Reminiscing

The St. Elmo's Fire Tour

I'm writing this sitting at the cafe in the Cherry Capital Airport …

… Okay, so that's no longer true. I'm in the Detroit Metro Airport.

All Aboard

All the sudden they made the call for boarding the plane in TC and we were off and running. The flight was quick, uneventful. Lori had drifted back asleep just after the pilot said we were cleared for landing in Detroit. When the plane hit the ground she woke with a start.

"Whoa," she said. "I just started dreaming." 

So now we're waiting for the plane to Dulles. We leave Detroit at 7:40 and get into Washintgton, D.C., at 9:11. I'm sure we'll grab some breakfast once we're situated and then, who knows what we'll do for the rest of the day.

The East Coast Swing

It's going to be an eventful week out east. There's always so much to do — that's why people end up visiting Washington, D.C. more than once. In 2011 when we visited, one of the highlights was finding a coffee shop every morning. We stumbled upon a Starbucks when we were staying in Dupont Circle. That's when we started thinking Pikes Place was not a bad coffee.

We also happened upon an impromptu tour in Georgetown when we invented the St. Elmo's Fire Tour. It was a great time!

Coffee, anyone? 

The White House. 

Mom and Dad in front of the White House. 

Stop one on the St. Elmo's Fire Tour. This bar was the facade of the movie. 

The interior of this bar was the Tombs in St. Elmo's Fire.