A Trip to D.C.

It is Saturday morning and you have just arrived in Washington D.C. for a weekend getaway. You get out of the van and stretch because you have been sitting for a long time. You reach down to your toes and then up to the sky. You shake out your jitters and let out a huge sigh. "At last! We're here!" you cry. You immediately set out for your journey of sight-seeing and experience a variety of things during the day. You come to a pool of water by the World War II Memorial and squat down to feel the water. It is cold and you say, "Brrrr..." Next you visit the Washington Monument and put your hands up in the air, pretending to hold the monument up for a picture. You continue walking, for what seems like hours, until you come to a gate in front of the white house. You wave and call out "Hello Mr. President," because this is the closest you've ever been to his house. You spot a nearby tree and climb it to try and see better. By this time, you have been walking for a majority of the day, so you jump down from the tree, stretch again, and sit down for a rest, anticipating the many things yet to see.