I got back to the motel about 15 minutes before Lauren arrived. When she did, we headed to the Applebee's next door to the motel to take advantage of the half price appetisers and the $1 brownie bites, and were met by the least enthusiastic and quite possibly surliest waitress of all time. She pretty much threw the cutlery at us, and literally slid my drink across the table at me. And then she didn't come back for half an hour. Coming from the land of "HAHAHAHA, TIPPING WHAT'S TIPPING?", I thought it was pretty hilarious. Until Lauren reminded me that I had to tip her...
The following morning, we had breakfast at the motel (YAY, FREE THINGS) before plugging in Lauren's trusty GPS and heading out towards Dulles to the National Air and Space Museum's Udvar-Hazy Centre. If you get the chance, you should really go. Because it's pretty freaking awesome, and I'm not particularly into planes. Of course, I failed to plan ahead and had totally the wrong lens on my camera, so most of my photos were taken on my phone. Still, you get the idea:
|Felix the Cat on a plane? Awesomeness.|
|STOVL Propulsion System|
|Blackbird. It was freaking awesome. And pointy.|
|Ridiculously tiny Nazi helicopter|
|Concorde. There was no way to get the whole thing in the frame at once.|
|The Enola Gay. It was absolutely ENORMOUS.|
|Space Shuttle Discovery|
|The great space stingray?|
|Best mailbox EVER|
|Discovery's heatproof shield thing|
|The hangar from the outside|
After several hours of "HOLY CRAP, LOOK AT *THAT* ONE!"-ing, we ran out of planes to look at, and headed into Bethesda to get lunch. After spending approximately a thousand years stuck in roadworks, we found ourselves at a restaurant with the world's most bizarre salad:
|Stolen from Lauren|
Yeah. Mixed greens, angel hair pasta and wontons. Mmmmmm...
Needless to say, we quickly decided that we didn't fancy anything on the menu, so headed next door to a Thai restaurant with far less...confusing...food. When we'd had our fill of delicious Thai food, we headed down the block towards the REAL reason for our visit to Bethesda:
Yup. THAT HAPPENED. We queued for about five minutes to get in the door, most of which was spent reading the menu and going "OMG, HOW DO I DECIIIIIIIIDE????". We ended up getting two each, because OBVIOUSLY. I got double milk chocolate birthday cake, and mint cookies and cream. Lauren had caramel praline crunch and red velvet:
And then we sat in the car and shoved cake into our faces like there was no tomorrow. I can't speak for Lauren's choices, but mine were freaking AMAZING. Quite often, I find that the cake part of schmantzy cupcakes can be a little dry and disappointing. These were not even remotely that. Totally worth the visit.
Back in College Park, we took a little trip to see Testudo:
Then headed to Columbia Heights for dinner, because that was how far we got on the train before we were too hungry to go any further. After dinner at a pizza place where we got stuck in a queue behind people who didn't understand that a beer called "Chocolate City" would be stout-like, we headed to Target, just for the hell of it.
I found this special piece of hilarity:
Which came in a pair with a matching suitcase:
And then we discovered that the Target was TWO STOREY and that there was a special escalator for the shopping trolleys. INSANITY. And awesomeness.
On Sunday morning, we headed downtown for a little trip to the International Spy Museum. Being a Sunday morning at around 10.30, there were tons of people in suits and ties or twin sets and heels. It took me a good ten minutes to work out why: that they'd been to church. Clearly, the eight years I spent at church schools was TOTALLY worth the money!!
Anyway, the International Spy Museum didn't let you take photos, so I can't share the awesomeness of the James Bond exhibition with you. In summary: the museum was fun, and I would make a truly TERRIBLE spy.
And we finished off the weekend with lunch at an Irish pub. In Chinatown. Because that's how we roll.
Next up, more classes, the Library of Congress, and Georgetown. Yes, there were more cupcakes. OBVIOUSLY.
Has anyone else ever seen an escalator for supermarket trolleys? Because WHUT.