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Today our field trip was at the National Holocaust Museum. Unfortunately, cameras aren't really allowed in the museum. So I couldn't take any pictures. But it was very moving. The sheer magnitude of the loss, the death, the horror... incredible. After, my roommates, Scott and I decided to walk around downtown. We started at the Washington Monument.



Walking down Constitution Ave. This is the Department of Justice.



The place where they want your money. The IRS building.




This one took up a few blocks-worth of space. The EPA.



Department of Commerce, turning onto 14th St.




The Ronald Reagan Conference Center, with parking and shopping and other fun things.

At this point, I wasn't paying attention, and tripped, and ended up falling on my face.



I scraped my hands.


This does not make walking fun. At all.

You can't really tell yet, but there's a huge bruise developing on the left side there.

Hotel Washington, on 14th St.

All of a sudden, there were sirens and a big commotion.

There were a bunch of cars and motorcycles everywhere. The MPD closed down F St between 14th and 13th. We didn't know what was going on.

Apparently the Pakistani Prime Minister, or something, was staying at that hotel. I didn't see anybody really important, but the area was positively crawling with law enforcement officials. Some of my roommates don't like police officers, hate them even, all of them, by virtue of the office they fill. I suppose my experience with police is unique because of my CSD job and my interaction with them.

So, it was an ok day. It was nice out, and a nice day to be walking around. At least, until I fell and practically killed myself. Not a great idea in retrospect. At least I didn't break anything, though. Any contributions to the I Feel Sorry For Kathryn fund will be glady accepted.