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sigh I took a local train down to DC, and walked over from Union Station to the tribute line. It was a few rows deep, with some of it in shade. Aparently, National Park staff hadn't had the chance to clean up the mess from last night.
Met a few folk, one from Pennsylvania graduating from a college there, and a plumber from Boston who's also done other jobs such as polishing cars.
Anyway, it took 3 hours to get in. You go through a seperate building where you're x-rayed for any odd metal objects, and possibly patted down, detained, questioned, and sent to Guatonimo Bay. I passed eazily through, though, traveling light... but...
GEESH, could they at least let the water they were handing out go through?!? Some of us are hot!
...*WHEW* we got in, looked around the casket. No oscilation, rotation, or whatnot. The five guards from each of the armed services didn't let it. :)
Met a few folk, one from Pennsylvania graduating from a college there, and a plumber from Boston who's also done other jobs such as polishing cars.
Anyway, it took 3 hours to get in. You go through a seperate building where you're x-rayed for any odd metal objects, and possibly patted down, detained, questioned, and sent to Guatonimo Bay. I passed eazily through, though, traveling light... but...
GEESH, could they at least let the water they were handing out go through?!? Some of us are hot!
...*WHEW* we got in, looked around the casket. No oscilation, rotation, or whatnot. The five guards from each of the armed services didn't let it. :)
