Great Falls National Park, Virginia
The first thing I did when I got off the airplane was rent a car. Despite the fact that they have taxis and the Metro, I went ahead and paid for my own whip. Not because I'm a big baller, but because it was cheaper than paying an Uber to take me out and about. And also because I wanted to listen to the Lion King soundtrack.
The drive to Great Falls is absolutely gorgeous, surrounded with trees, scenic viewpoints of the Potomac, and a ludicrous amount of mansions... not the snoody kind, the classy kind.
I wandered around this place for an hour or two and went for one of the numerous walk/hikes that are available and stopped to watch the river at one of its choppiest points. There were people kayaking and riding surfboards here, which was unfathomable to me. Just seeing these people living so fully was enough vicarious excitement to make me feel like I had done something exciting myself.
Edgar Allan Poe's Grave and Home
So, the next night at approximately 5 p.m. while my co-workers were looking at memorials and pounding beers, I decided to drive to Baltimore to visit my good friend Edgar Allan Poe. The drive was, again, phenomenal once I got out of the crazy city traffic. It took about an hour and a half to reach my destination.
At first, I was scared. I'm not going to lie. Whenever I get into big cities with a lot of foot traffic, I'm always afraid that someone is going to beat me up and kill me or whatever, so it could just be a personal problem. Maybe it wasn't scary at all for your average Joe. Either way, if you are like me and get nervous in places like Los Angeles, downtown Las Vegas, etc., you may be nervous here. Just a heads up.
Poe is buried in a church cemetery along with his family and a lot of other historical figures from the 1800's. The atmosphere here is worth the visit. It is a very serene, unusual place that you do not get the opportunity to see every day. You may have heard that he has two graves. I was expecting to find only his current grave here, but was stoked when I walked around the corner and found his original grave as well.
When you leave the graveyard, there are signs that direct you to his home, which is a .6 mile walk through a neighborhood. I started this walk, got almost to the end, realized how quickly it had gotten dark, and walked back to my car, then drove to the house. On the way back to my car, someone started driving in reverse right next to me, honking at me until they couldn't reverse any more due to a parked car. I think he thought I was a prostitute, but I'm not sure why. Anywho...
IMPORTANT: Check the website if you want to take a tour, because his home IS a museum, but it is open only on specific days and times. Even if you can't make it in, just being there is beyond cool.
Although it may not sound like a lot, it was a great time. I got to hang out with myself, do what I enjoy without necessarily being bound to the norms of sticking to one area, and put approximately 140 miles on that car.
What have you done in this area other than this? SHARE THEM WITH US!
Ok... I'm not a total non-tourist... and you know I love 'Murica. Here's a selfie with my boy Abe.
Ashley and Cecilia work hard, play hard, write stuff, read stuff... because they don't know what else to do with their lives.
I- We should buy something superficial
II- Buy odd clothing
I- An Unusual Social Event
I- We should go somewhere with dangerous animals
I- Somewhere with strange food
When we get ten total votes, the item with the highest number of votes will be our next expedition.
(One vote per reader, per category).