Our flight home to Boston wasn't leaving until late at night on Wednesday, so we had a full day to cram in as much more DC as we could. With mixed emotions, we started at the Holocaust Museum. I had been vacillating for weeks about whether to do this. Our Hebrew school doesn't cover the Holocaust until 7th grade, and Julie's only in 6th grade, so she hasn't yet had that gentle guided introduction that Steph and Pete have had. But she knew what it was, and the rest of us certainly did. Many friends had told me that it is an intense experience that you're not likely to ever repeat (or get over). We finally decided to do it and just plan to leave whenever it felt right.
So I told the kids (and myself, and Andy) to just look at whatever we wanted to and walk right by anything we didn't want to see. The website said that most people spend about 3 hours there; I think we were there just over 1 hour. We walked through all of the galleries filled with photos, videos, and artifacts, but we didn't look at everything. (For instance, I saw the sign over the exhibit about medical experimentation, and I walked about as quickly past it as I could without truly running.) Julie skipped most of it, Pete and I each looked at some things, and Steph and Andy took most of it in. It's really nothing that I can (or want to) describe adequately, but we did it. I think everyone should go at some point.
Afterward we went to the Bureau of Engraving and Printing to see where they make all the money, and that was cool. Then we squeezed in some of the monuments we'd missed, like the MLK statue and the Jefferson memorial:
And that was it! What a great vacation.