National Museum of the Marine Corps, WWII Exhibit
I left the museum and made a b-line to the movie theater. I just REALLY wanted to go see a movie, and I knew that everyone and their mother would be thinking the same thing on a Saturday night. Though I was somewhat insecure about seeing a movie alone, I boldly approached the ticket counter.
"One ticket for 'Into the Woods, please," I said.
"Just one?" the guy looked puzzled behind the counter.
I thought about making it seem like I was meeting up with friends, but he pulled up the seating chart. The only decent seat left was a single handicapped companion seat. There was no way to recover from this one. I was very clearly alone.
I sighed and said, "I'll take that one."
My popcorn was almost gone before the movie started.
pic cred: Amy Brown
I'm so thankful to Amy and Elijah Brown for letting me tag along with them this morning. Every D.C. tourist should at least visit the second largest cathedral in the United States, the Washington National Cathedral. If you get a chance, you should attend an actual service. This morning's service was a meditative experience with baptism, liturgy, and singing.
I decided not to take communion, however, because it involved drinking wine from a chalice. Contrary to what you may be thinking, it was not the wine that bothered me-- It was every person's mouth that touched the rim of the big silver cup and every person's saliva that floated around in the purple bubbles. The Browns pointed out that I could take the bread and forgo the wine, but what's the body without the blood?
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