Once again, online ticketing saved us from a massive line at the ticket window, which opened at 8:30. Instead of waiting, we could take a nice stroll around the monument and take bunches of pix.
I know I just posted another picture very similar to this one, but isn't it cool how the sky cleared?
We did have to wait just a little bit to get through security, but that wait provided its own entertainment in the form of the park ranger who kept us in line. Literally. Brett did his "innocent ignoramus" schtick, asking the ranger what this tall structure was. She responded with an epithet that roused a debate among our foursome. I contend that she called him "Sugar Fool," but Brett contends she christened him "Sugar Poo." I don't remember what else she said, but I KNOW she said "Sugar Fool"! (OK, so it was really "Sugar Foo.")
Once inside the monument, we made our way around the inside perimeter to the elevator. I was impressed with the mosaic floor.
Finally we got our turn to gaze through those windows at the top. And wow, was it worth it.
I loved this view of the Tidal Basin and the Jefferson Memorial. Sadly, this is as close as we ever got to seeing that part of DC.
Nerd that I am, I also got a kick out of seeing the little red lights at the top. I've seen countless images of the monument at night, and those aircraft warning lights at the top always seemed like eyes to me.
We spent a good deal of time taking in this view of the Lincoln Memorial since we had walked to it a few days earlier. It was nice to see the reflecting pool this way: high enough up that we couldn't see—or smell—the goose poop!
Some may disapprove of the World War II memorial's placement, but its symmetry fits with the other structures' design.
To the north we had this great view of the White House.
Each window had maps or diagrams to help us figure out what we were seeing from that height. This one showed several incarnations of the ellipse.
The ellipse now.
The only bad thing about our early visit to the monument: the crazy glare to the east.
Not only did the sun keep us from seeing the Capitol well, but it also obscured our view of the Smithsonian museums. Next time we'll be sure to order the sun-free tour. (We actually had reservations for 9 p.m. later in the week, but that ended up being the Night of the Deluge, so we passed.)
Upon leaving the observation area, the elevator drops guests off at a lower floor to see the exhibits. The monument underwent a big renovation not too long ago, and this area reflects the sprucing up.This is a replica of the aluminum tip that caps off the monument.
The monument's history is interesting (I know, I know: I say that a lot. But there's a LOT of interesting history in these parts!), so we took a minute to read up on it. I had heard about how the monument had remained unfinished throughout the Civil War, which is why the stone color changes a third of the way up. But I didn't realize it was Ulysses S. Grant who pushed for the monument's completion after the war.
"My name is G Dub..."
On the ride down, the elevator paused a few times to let us see some of the many commemorative stones that line the interior of the monument. Then as we exited, our elevator attendant pointed out the Civil War graffiti at the ground level.Back on the ground, we took some time to marvel at the structure.
After seeing the monument in countless photos, on TV and in movies, it was an experience just to touch it!
Our next appointment wasn't until 11:30, so we crossed NW 15th Street and made a quick dash into the National Museum of American History.
Upon entering that Smithsonian museum, you encounter the Star-Spangled Banner exhibit. Back in the early '80s when I visited this museum, the anthem-inspiring flag was hanging in the flag room. In the years since, the flag has been through a massive conservation project to preserve it. Now it's housed in a special, dimly lit room on a table that's tilted at a 10-degree angle (since that's an incline that allows visitors to see the flag but also doesn't create undue wear on it).
Photos were not permitted, but there's an excellent interactive tour online, complete with a look at the artifacts from the War of 1812, the Battle of Baltimore, the flag itself and the song. There's also an interactive quiz, and web visitors can collect all 14 stars on the Star-Spangled Banner by correctly answering questions.
(By the way, the U.S. flag had 15 stars in 1814, but one of the Banner's stars was cut out and given away as a souvenir. Several sections of the flag were snipped away for gifts.)
Our time was extremely limited, which made our visit woefully short. We high-tailed it to the pop culture area, "Thanks for the Memories," on 3 West. Right away we recognized this old dress:
"I saw it in a window and I just couldn't pass it up!" (Aside: When, oh WHEN will we have The Carol Burnett Show on DVD? Now there's just a collection of clips available. I'd love to see complete episodes.)
Around a corner we entered little space filled with treasures from entertainment and sports. First up: the ruby slippers.
Some items are famous for being in the Smithsonian, such as
From there we walked through a collection of musical instruments, and then we crossed the hall to see the Abraham Lincoln collection. Since we had done the investigation walking tour the day before, we were especially interested in these items, including
But it was neat to see how our hands compared to Lincoln's. I read online that the plaster cast was made the day after Lincoln won the presidential nomination, so his right hand was slightly swollen from all the hand-shaking!
It was interesting to see pictures of the people we'd learned about during our walking tour. Here we could also see the hoods the Secretary of War ordered made for the prisoners to wear during their confinement. They were tied under the chin so that there was only a small opening to allow the prisoners to eat.
There was much, much more to see, but we had to leave and walk back past the Washington Monument to our next destination: the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum.