We then went down, about to go to the Vietnam Memorial. Although, we could not find it and we plan to go back when we have more time. Returning to the bus, we set off to go the Jefferson Memorial, which was close to the Potomac River. We got off, and entered the domed ceiling with Jefferson's statue in the middle of it. There were Jefferson quotes throughout the room, and columns on the outside of the memorial. It was big also, and Jefferson's Statue was like 20 ft tall.
We went back outside, and I got back into the bus. We passed by a few other memorials, but most were shielded by the dead of night. At this point I was as tired as a sloth, and I sat back in my seat and vaguely listened to Big Al's stories. Most sounded a little exaggerated.
People got dropped off, and Big Al talked and talked.
Then he turned the music on! Hello sir! I'm trying to sleep! I thought. It was rock. It seemed while he had it on, he would stop it sometimes to tell something. I was poofed!
Then, we came to Cherry Hill, and I slowly got off. I then got in the jeep, and we rode to our motor home. I then slept in Mom and Dad's bed. Like a rock on sleepy pills. And that, is the end of the night ride.
EARTHQUAKE!!!!!,
Andrew.
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