It all started when we were packing the SUVs back up on Friday morning. There was a glass bottle of captain on the table in a bag. Mr I get into everything (aka Logan) grabbed the bottle out of the bag. And dropped it at his feet. Shattering it. Thank goodness it did not hit his feet and he never even got a cut from it. However, he did spill an entire bottle that I had only had 2 drinks from. That makes me sad. Very very sad.
We continued on and checked out of the beach house and headed down to our hotel. We stayed at a Hilton and had 2 king size suites. Complete with kitchenettes. They were lovely. Comfy. Clean. Wonderful. So wonderful, in fact, that we decided to stay in on Friday. No sight seeing. Just ordered in food, swam in the pool and relaxed! It was wonderful.
On Saturday, we got up and ate our continental breakfast and packed the car. We headed out to see the sights. We realized once we were in the heart of DC that there was a girl scout event going on and there were thousands upon thousands of girls. Everywhere. No where to park. No way to get out of our car. So we just drove around to see the sights.
|Our only good picture from DC|
After getting everything cleaned up, we got back in the car and decided to head home. It was a long drive because we were all tired and kind of sick of being around everyone else. It was a not so great way to end our vacation. But we laugh about it already!
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