Is that nostalgia? Nope. Probably just indigestion.

So tonight, after a lovely drink at the Round Robin Bar in the Willard Hotel (more to come on that experience tomorrow). My friends Laura S. and Laura M. came with me on one last tour of the national mall.

Aside from a few pesky gnats, it was a perfect night in every way--from the fireflies flickering around the reflecting pool to the way the fading sun struck the Washington monument.  And for a moment, sitting on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, I felt a little bit sad about leaving this place in a few days.

I've made some good memories this year. But I know that even more memories are out there to be made. So, onward and upward. Or Westward, I suppose, to be most accurate.