Washington D.C. A sudden decision to go visit our friends in the capital saw us pack our bags and start the weekend by driving down to Bowie late Friday night. After a four hour long drive, we reached the address in question at around 1 Am and stayed up all night and all morning. We ended up calling it a day at 7AM and were up and about at 10AMto go check the city out. After a delicious Thai lunch in Annapolis, we drove down to DC.What hit me instantly about the city was the people. Cycling, jogging, walking, roller skating around the beautiful parks and streets were these health conscious individuals across all age groups. PS: Most of the boys had their shirts off! The day was beautiful and everyone was taking advantage of the sunny weather. Lincoln memorial (home to Martin Luther King’s inspirational speech) looks over the obelisk (war memorial) across a body of water with a tree lined walking area on both sides. In a couple of weeks, they shall be all set to bloom and that is a visual delight I plan to catch up on some time later. The Second World War memorial honors all those men and women who battled for their country. Victory in Air, Victory on Land and Victory at Sea. There are columns circling the area wherein each one represents one of the US States. Inscribed on the walls are tributary writings for all the brave soldiers. One can spend the entire day there lying about the grass and taking in the view topped by the chirping of many birds. Since there wasn’t much time on our hands, every other attraction had to be saved for a visit later. We headed back to the DC University area where we spent some time hanging around the campus post which we drove down to Georgetown to try Ethiopian food for dinner. Now, all you need to do here is think Indian!! Dal,saag,garam masala flavoured chicken curry,and steamed dosa. I even thought they looked much like us!Now this place is called Zed’s and apparently one of the Clinton Family’s favourite eating joints around town! D.C-I instantly connected with this place. Somehow, the history nestled in its midst appeals to me. Dan Brown’s the Lost Symbol definitely needs another read before we plan our next trip down to Washington, District Columbia.