Henry Levy Turner (paleo_turner) wrote in genome_project, @ 2012-07-22 16:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | july 2012, open |
Who: Harry and Ethan
What: Being touristy
Where: Arlington National Cemetery
When: Sunday
Rating: Low
"We are now leaving the District of Columbia and entering the state of Virginia. You know what they say: Virginia is for lovers."
Harry didn't know what had possessed him to hop on this trolley that was now en route toward Arlington National Cemetery. He supposed he didn't want to be like those people who lived somewhere and never got a chance to visit some of their more important sites. And the trolley bit? Well, he thought the driver was kinda cute. In true Harry fashion, the direction he took in his life was based on the direction a certain lower body appendage was pointing at.
It was a nice little ride over the Potomac River and if anything, even if he couldn't score a historical rendezvous with the trolley driver, he could see some place he'd never seen before. The trolley came to a stop at the entrance of the cemetery, and other than a quick glance in Harry's direction and the ominous warning of being respectful while on these hallowed grounds, it seemed as if Harry was going to go home empty-handed. Well, it had been worth a shot anyway.
Harry stepped off the trolley and headed into the cemetery itself. It was eerily quiet, but Harry wasn't expecting much else from this place. He actually rather liked it and was about to make his way toward the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier when he spotted someone rather familiar ahead.