Don't let the title fool you, the marble Mos Eisley on the Potomac isn't a bad place, at least for a #WednesdayWalk. If you can ignore the politichickens, the apparatchiks, and swampy weather it's not a bad place to be. Still plenty of imperial entanglements to be had though.
Wouldn't hardly be Washington DC if it were otherwise. Photos are from last spring when we were in town to shoot the cherry blossoms. DC has long had its own particular brand of scum and villainy but while we were there things got a little weird. 'Police raid home of anti-abortion activist and confiscate her fetus collection' was not what I was expecting the city to be in the news for.
Now where was I? Oh yeah, half a sign from the Lincoln Memorial. There's lots of memorials in DC, hard to walk a block and not run into one. In a way it's kind of morbid, there's an awful lot of dead people they want you to remember.
The cherry blossoms are all around the Tidal Basin so we had to drop in on the Jefferson Memorial while we were in the area.
Memorials make you hungry. Or maybe it was the gummy worms the guy on the scooter gave me. Either way, there's a food truck magnet on the National Mall, no matter what you're in the mood for there's probably somebody selling it.
Nothing says museum quite like an out of place castle. The Castle is the original Smithsonian building but now it's more offices and visitor center than museum.
There's a garden out back that's a lot more interesting.
Nothing says federal building quite like brutalist architecture. In this case it's the James V. Forrestal Building, the headquarters of the Department of Energy.
While DC lacks Mos Eisley's spaceport, the Metro almost makes up for it. Between the people watching and the convenience it's hard not to end up on the Metro.
The pandemic sure made riding it a lot more comfortable, never once saw it asses-and-elbows while we were there, which is a first.
Probably enough wandering for one day, time to hit the road!
