When we stepped out of the car, I could feel the liveliness in the pavement beneath my feet and the air I was breathing in. It was warm, sunny, and humid when we first arrived. I’m sure the sounds of distant music and the scent of Louisiana cuisine in the air contributed to this immediate atmospheric shift. I felt transported, and I loved it.
One day in DC is not enough. We walked around the beautiful town that is borderline pristine for about 6 hours straight and yet, I still wanted to see more.
Where the heart of the city was – eating cheesesteaks, playing basketball, and listening to music – is also where I felt a sense of community.
Numerous patches of seeming brooks and small streams surround you, all heading the same direction, all eventually gathered together to add to the tumultuous site of Niagara.
After 15 hours driving from South Dakota, switching driver seats half-way, we’d finally made it to the windy city … the very windy. I was all-too grateful that we brought our thickest winter jackets.