Tag Archives: Washington D.C.

Traveling in the Time of Coronavirus

Not that anyone should be traveling during the coronavirus outbreak. We should all be staying home, staying safe, and flattening the curve. That’s what my wife and I have been doing for a few weeks now. We’ve done well with it, too. She (thankfully) works remotely, so is used to staying home. And I’m able […]

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The Ghosts of Christmas 2013

Bah, humbug? Not to 2013! No way. Once again, this was a wonderfully fantastic year for me when it comes to travel. There’s always a lot to be thankful for, but I’m feeling particularly fortunate this holiday season. Why’s that? Because of so many amazing experiences this past year… I wasted no time getting away […]

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Capture the Color 2013 #CTC13

My blogger friend Traveling Ted nominated me for Capture the Color 2013, a sort of chain blogging event. The deal is to post pictures with one of five colors – blue, green, red, white, and yellow – and write a little something about each. I decided to limit my photos and blurbs to travels I’ve […]

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The Changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknowns: A Photo Essay

Today, Memorial Day, I’d like to take a moment to honor the Old Guard, those who protect the Tomb of the Unknowns at Arlington National Cemetery outside Washington, D.C. The changing of the guard ceremony, while quite simple, is one of the most moving displays I have witnessed in my travels. I commemorate it here […]

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A Walk Through the National Art Gallery

The National Gallery of Art was one of many attractions in Washington, D.C. that I circled early on as something I really wanted to see. I didn’t know what was there – any of the artists who have works on display – but instinctively assumed it would be good. But I was wrong. It wasn’t […]

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Touring Ford’s Theatre in Washington, DC

I stood outside Ford’s Theatre in Washington, D.C., the place where President Abraham Lincoln was shot in April of 1865. I had been there before, as a child, but only had vague memories, a snippet really of standing in the box where the assassination occurred and a flash of a weapon used. My feet carried […]

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