Monday morning came, and it was time for The Hubs to go do his research. The Navy Yard is a 4 minute drive from where we’re staying, which is one of the main reasons The Hubs chose this location to stay. The plan was that I would drive him and Daughter Number Three, who is helping with his research, to the Visitors Center at the Yard and then drive myself and Daughter Number Four the four minutes back to the apartment. The best laid plans…
I got The Hubs and D3 to The Navy Yard. D4 and I pulled back out, headed out the way we were supposed to and found ourselves in road construction. So, we turned on the GPS on my phone and soon found myself on a major DC highway at 9am on a Monday morning. The GPS took me down to a business district, looped me through the streets of DC and back onto a big highway. Thank goodness there was a large truck getting onto the highway at the same time. I just snuck right in behind it, made my way to the farthest right lane (the onramp was the farthest left) and made my way back to our apartment. We just sat there the rest of the morning, very glad that we did not have to go anywhere else, and that we had made it safely through our adventure.
We relayed the adventure to The Hubs and D3 when they got home from doing their research around noon. He gave me a little smirk and asked if I was ready to drive some more. So, I got behind the wheel and he navigated us down to see The Smithsonian’s National Air and Space Museum. We found a parking garage, and managed to get completely lost – in a parking garage. We switched drivers so The Hubs could get us unlost and he found a parking space right by the exit. What a guy.
We walked to The Air and Space Museum, waited in line, dumped our pockets contents and other belongings into the bin to run through the X-Ray scanner, went through the metal detector, and re-claimed our belongings. As a group, the four of us had different ideas of what would be good to see. We all deferred to The Hubs to navigate us through. There were some very exciting and interesting exhibits. I personally liked The Wright Brothers exhibit almost as much as everything else combined. D4 was not overly impressed by the museum. D3 liked the old airplanes, WWII era.
When we left there we went to the Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden. My 3 companions were less than impressed. The most exciting piece for them was Warhol’s Monroe’s Lips. To be honest, some of the pieces were very odd. The wood pieces nailed together with what appeared to be an Action Figure of some sort hanging off of it… could have been made by D3 in the backyard with some scraps we have from rebuilding after the flood. I’m just sayin’. The number one takeaway for me is that my own art is better than I had believed it to be, and I am renewed in my passion to create!
When we left the museum we went to look for a snack before heading back out for more sight-seeing. We ended up at Oyamel, a Mexican restaurant. It served tapas and small plates. As a group we were feeling adventurous. We tried the guacamole, made table side. It was amazing. I tried some tacos; mushroom and fish on homemade tortillas. The girls had enchiladas. The Hubs decided to be very adventurous. He tried a quesadilla de chicharrones (pork belly), and the Chapulines taco (grasshopper). I don’t think he will try Chapulines again, but he can say he has tried grasshopper at least once! The experience was a good one for the girls. They will definitely have something to talk about!
Chapulines on left
After dinner we made our way back to the parking garage, stopping in a Starbucks so The Hubs could get a coffee. He didn’t let on that it was to wash the taste of grasshoppers out of his mouth, but we all knew it was!
We enjoyed the rest of the evening relaxing in our apartment and laughing about our adventure. We enjoyed trying most of our new morsels, and I would recommend the experience at Oyamel Cocina; but probably not the Chapulines.