We finished our post-CELTA celebratory events about 11:20 PM on Friday Feb. 28th (see post-200). To the subway. On to home, for the others. Not me. For me, it was on to the bus station. There, I found a recently-arrived J.S. leaning up against a post, backpack at his feet. It was 11:55 PM. As the clock ran out on the month of February, J.S. and I were maneuvering down into the subway. Back to Arlington. Sleep.
Into the Metro again, in the morning:
The Archives is (are?) nearby.
This was also my first time seeing the founding documents of the USA, even though I was born and raised just a few miles away. They're right there (at the National Archives, near the U.S. Capitol).
Here is the very romanesque front of the National Archives: