I can’t believe my trip to Washington D.C. was a year ago. It seems like decades ago, an era before pandemic and a global crisis. A time when going to a museum was a fun day out and not a potential source of COVID. Le sigh.
However, I can’t wax too lyrical about the National Air and Space Museum. Not because it wasn’t cool but because… I’m a terrible travel blogger. My problem is I go to museums and take a lot of pictures of crap without actually going through and figuring out exactly *what* the crap is. And being that I really have no interest in air *or* space, my bad blogging is further compounded with “I dunno” shrugging.
Like these planes hanging from the ceiling. I have no freaking clue if any of them are historically important or if they are just redesigns to see the history of airplanes. I feel like I have a vague memory of the “Spirit of St. Louis” but I could totally be making stuff up right now.
*rummages aggressively through photos*
Okay, so the Spirit of St. Louis was there–The plane Charles Lindbergh flew for the first non-stop solo flight across the Atlantic Ocean. Don’t give me too much credit for this one though–my fiancé was the one to spot it.
Then there was this thing that I thought looked cool so I took a photo of it of course. It looked very outerspace-like. What was the purpose? I don’t know. Is it a satellite? They have an astronaut next to it so it must be astronomically related.
One thing I *do* remember was the simulators that they had available for a price. I went on one, I thought it was fun, but the man got nauseous. That’s space for you though right?
I have a similar issue but Im usually not going to go somewhere Im not interested in.