Life isn't so bright when you're tired from working all day and being Tour Guide Barbie all evening much less sleeping in the tub. But, I do believe in the attitude really IS everything saying! Oh, and paybacks. I made doubly sure that I called by 8 a.m. so the touristers could get started on their day.
MAM headed off to the Natural History museum with directions to see the Egyptian mummies, Hope diamond, wooly mammoth, etc. Abby thought the museum was really cool and that she needs to do a return visit.
I got back to the hotel PDQ after work so we could go to the International Spy Museum - a 'must see' on our trip. Mom decided to sit this one out, so she went to the cafe with a book and Abby, Megan and I paid the ticket price to go. Groupon for the people right after us? Why didn't I think to check for that? Another, oh, well. So - the museum. We found out that the three of us combined are not very good spy material. We adopted an identity and failed to answer questions on who we are, yada, yada. I don't really want to be captured and have all of my toenails pulled off as an interrogation method and ending up crippled for the rest of my life anyway. We did get info about minute cameras, bugging devises, disguises (one guy who was a man, woman, and homeless person) and other cool stuff. It was interesting and covered the last 50 years of spying. My bookmark souvenir - "Deny everything."
Around the corner from the spy museum is the Ford's Theater where Lincoln was shot and the house where he died. We were too late to go in either, but we did do the touristy pictures outside!
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| Abby's looking like the bored tourist! (I think it was a feet-thing.) |
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| Escalator going up to the actual station. |
We headed back to the hotel on the subway; everyone was ready to crash for another night.
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