Ah, the roadtrip. Something almost as distinctly American as apple pie, pushy yet overly friendly retail employees or asking ” How are you?” without giving a good goddamn. ‘Murica.
Growing up in a rural Mid-Atlantic town I often thought about the fancy “city-folk” that would go to the theater and museums. I never thought that I would be one of them. In high school, that changed. I realized that living just 30 minutes out of the nation’s capital meant that I had access to all sorts of culture and education because of a small (huge) grouping of museums known as Smithsonian. At present, I have been to each and every one of them,