We booked a late afternoon flight so we could still take advantage of the last day. It was a good day and we found the elevator access to the metro and got ourselves down toward the Smithsonian to hit the Museum of American History. As luck would have it, that museum is closed for renovation...hence the temporary and very abridged exhibit in the National Air and Space Museum from Day 3. So, what to do, what to do?
After lunch, we still had time to kill and no souvenirs purchased. So we hopped the metro over to Union Station. There we quickly got a few items. It was brought to my attention last night that the shirt I purchased for myself was not just a large, but a child-size large. It still fits. Not flatterlingly well, though. Kyle picked up some cookies for a snack while we wait for our shuttle and back to the hotel we went for the final time.
Our shuttle came and it didn't take long for both children to pass out on the way to the airport. It had been a long, full week, plus it was really warm and cozy in the sun-filled van, so who can blame them for snoozing. We almost stiffed the driver as Kyle thought I had pre-paid, but we caught him before he left the curb. Phew! I would've felt really bad like I did when I left a written check for our Applebee's tab years ago.
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