Sorelegblogging

We've walked so much the last two days it felt like we were pinking Congress.  Anywayz, we started our walking tour at Metro Station and headed over to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue...

Segway tourists pose for a pic in front of Obama's new digs.  Dorks.

This woman has been holding continuous vigil in front of the WH since 1981.

More about Concepcion, and almost a score of photos of DC below the fold...

No blog, but she does have a website.

We chatted with Concepcion about what she was doing and why.  She graciously consented to my recording her and when we get home tomorrow night I'll try to gin up a Paxcast--a low talker, so I'm not sure how good the audio is but I'm hopeful I can work with it.

After giving me permission to take a picture, she scurried back into her little tent and grabbed this article, saying "this is our enemy."  Here's hoping he won't come near the Executive with McCain.

But this is the real enemy.

Then we headed back to The Mall.

Canada geese were all over the lawn around the Washington Monument.  Like, gajillions of them.  Everywhere.

Being a flying shit factory must be thirsty work.

On our way to The Wall.

Not so many offerings today as I've seen in the past, but I don't think this is a big tourist week with schools starting up and whatnot.

These Germans were representative of the tourists around today: mostly folks from abroad and not Americans.

I'm still always struck by the need to touch the wall, and how people study it to find the names significant to them.  I shot this picture from my usual pilgrimage spot: Panel 3E.

The Vietnam Nurse's Memorial.

Then we walked the steps to see Uncle Abe.

Silly tourists, taking pictures of themselves.

Then to Korea.

In the water feature by the Korean memorial.

A very busy little critter as we walked through West Potomac Park.

Over by JFK Hockey Field we saw some geese decide to take wing.

Still lots hanging out by Washington, but clearly this isn't Tippi Hedren's daughter.

Nobody seems to remember The World War.

I think this crosswalk was by the Dept of Agriculture, where we saw a tree named for Hillary Rodham Clinton because of her call to plant trees for the Millennium.

Now to bed for we must rise early so as to catch the train home after a lovely visit with dear Hecate, our totally wonderful host, and a great time seeing where the sausages get made...

ntodd