Noodles. Pretty Girl. What's your Name?

Rule #1: Avoid Eye Contact at all cost....and that's all we have to say about that.

Rule # 2: Don't let the sleepy talk in their sleep...sometimes they try to give away roomate #3's bunk in the middle of the night. Enough said.

Rule #3: Rachel isn't allowed to cook or clean. Margaret is more efficient at both.

Rule #4: Look at ALLLLL of your surrounding before you just keep walking. You could be right next to Albert Einstein and never even know it. Also...the WHITE HOUSE. We walked right past it. Three Times!!! Too concerned about looking for Theodore to worry about Obama.

Rule #5: They check your bags at the museums. Do not get tangled in your ipod cords or your camera or inside your jacket (or all 3) knowing that you're going to just have to hand your bag right over...you can seriously injure yourself. And we didn't even see the museum! We were just asking for directions!

All in all. We are very tired. We saw the White House today. It is very white. And quaint. I expected much larger things. Actually. But. Albert Einstein was twelve feet tall. And that was not dissappointing. Neither was seeing Lincoln for the second time. Or eating a midmorning snack on the wall of the Washington Monument, while people stared at us. You would have thought that no one had ever done that before.

Puma Boy. Who could forget about Puma Boy. Without fail he eats breakfast and dinner beside us every night. And we ended up seeing him everyday in the city. Oddly enough. Out of all the people. There is a photo of him....don't call it creepy. Call it...photojournalism. :)

The Renwick was awesome. Painting after painting after painting of American Indian. And Campfires. There was a Game Fish. And a Ghost Clock. And A banquet table. And stairs. That we had to walk up.

Then we dared to walk all the way to Chinatown to see the Portrait gallery. But Im glad Margaret dragged me there because it was AMAZINGGGGG. Ecspecially the third floor.

And the courtyard. We found more running water.

Oh yeah.

And we went shopping again. We bought an avacado. Ice cream. Noodles: for me. And bandanas for the ice cream sundaes. It was almost as/more sketchy as the Safeway.....but not really...safe at all? Luckily we didn't get raped mugged or molested. Our parents would be happy to know. I think they would like it better if we took the metro at night to waterfront. Honestly.

Now for Pictures: