So, after New York, I was at Washington D. C.
OK then - here's the deal. I am so used to walking to every possible place of convenience and because I am with a group of girls who love to dress up every single place... we wore heels.
It was almost unbearable to walk in those shoes. I am not sure about the numbers, but I think we walked around 10 miles.
We walked from Washington Monument to Lincoln Memorial twice, the first time we rested at the World War II memorial, placing our feet in the pool.
We visited the US Parliament building and the White House, saw the Smithsonian Musuems, both the NASA one and the National Museum of Natural History.
They were all very beautiful and very wonderful to see. I think I saw most of them barefoot, because my feet were hurting so bad, I just couldn't take it anymore. I wish I didn't wear heels.
I wonder if it's a first of any kind - a couple of girls walking down Washington bare-feet.
Also , I had a hot dog. I am not sure if it was beef or pork, I think it was mystery meat.
So after everything that we had seen and heard, we returned to our apartments by 2 AM. My feet were bleeding and hurting really badly.
Due to walking like that on the sidewalk, there were cracks on the underside and my toes were swollen. These are the times when I am so grateful for my mom for having foresight.
Today morning, when I called her up she was all "I told you so. Wear only shoes blah blah"
, HOWEVER she still packed a foot scrub for me.
So I washed my feet, applied antiseptic and vaseline, put on my socks and for now my feet are
mostly healed. Today morning we were supposed to go to North Carolina, to see the beaches but I copped out.
I just can't. I need to prepare and rest for the coming week (where work is a headache and very very hectic) and I honestly don't think I can cope with another trip. I've already seen beaches. I don't really want to.
My friends have been making me feel bad about it and I feel bad too. This is SO unsual to feel bad about not going along with a couple of girls. (I may cry)
My dad and mom have been the sweetest. My dad's been keeping tabs on me. I think I'll go to a church. Wherever I can find one.
This is me signing off -
Thanks for reading.
Rachel