Washington, DC, is a magical place. It reminds me of Paris, with the spoked street layout, the circles, the public statuary, the monumental buildings, the trees and the park-like areas. This trip I stayed at The Ritz. Now, when I was in Paris, when I was 40, our group managed to pass The Paris Ritz about once a day. And I always thought, "Someday, I'll stay at the Ritz." Well, someday came in spades. The desk clerk memorized every guest's name, even the snacks were magnificent, the bathroom had solid gold fixtures, and the view was what every middle-aged person loves to see -- a 24-hour Walgreen's. I went Christmas shopping there.
I was bowled over by The Lincoln Monument on my last trip, and had planned on reconoitering over to The Roosevelt Monument this trip, but my hotel room safe was broken, and I did not want to haul my laptop around The Mall. So I settled for heading out to the airport early, for an earlier flight home. Always glad to come home.
My next trip, as far as I know, will be a big conference in June, in Minneapolis. I want to go back to my favorite antique store up there, see my pastor, and my friends, and go to IKEA and to Candyland. http://www.candylandstore.com/ Other than that, I am quite content in my Little Land of Happy, in the far North corner of The South.
Next post will be another installment of the stages of divorce. Happy Valentine's Day tomorrow, and be ye kind to yourself.
Janelle
