Seventy percent chance of rain in D.C. today. Wobbly muscles from yesterday’s walking. An aching back from being old-ish.…

We are back in our room after walking 105 miles and climbing 11, 2032 stairs.  Steve was an excellent guide and navigator but the best thing he did all day was when we got off the Metro at 3:30 pm, all hot and tired, with a 4-block walk back to the hotel to get through, he got a taxi for us. Definitely my favorite husband.…

Made it to D.C. last night about midnight.   We had been up since 5 am so navigating an enormous city after a long day was not so much fun but Steve (and our GPS) got us safely to our hotel. However, as were checking in, Sarah suddenly went completely pale–face, skin, lips, everything–and said, “Mom, I’m going to throw up!”…

Well, we left for our trip at 2:30 this afternoon and guess what?  We’re already back home again! We are super speedy vacationers. Either that or we had a breakdown.  Um.  Yup.  That would be it.   Our brake caliper froze up an hour down the road. So we turned around and limped on home and now Steve and a mechanic from church are in…