The FDR Memorial, a winding maze of stone blocks and waterfalls, was magnificent. Children were clambering, as children inevitably do, all over the statue of his dog; meanwhile a young woman was leaning against the statue of Eleanor Roosevelt. Try not to read too much into that.
The White House and its apiary were glimpses through a tall fence, and that after negotiating a barricade. I can't imagine Pennsylvania Avenue is much of a neighbourhood for kids growing up, however expansive the front lawn might be.
That left us pretty much touristed out for DC. Susan and Meg headed back to the hotel, while I caught the metro up to Cleveland Park to catch up with Tom and collect my CrossFit DC t-shirt.
Dinner was meatloaf sandwiches (tastier than they sound) and peanut butter mousse cake at the Open City Coffee House. Then an early night - the following morning would see us headed south to New Orleans.