Traveling with young children is almost always an adventure! Upon our arrival in the D.C. area we were stuck in traffic for nearly an hour (which is pretty usual and would happen again on this trip). Thankfully, our kids are getting older and are better able to handle the ups & downs of travel.
Armed with firsthand experience of D.C. travel (as well as advice from my dad), we knew that we were going to take the Metro to & from the zoo. I am a big fan of public transportation (though it is not without its frustrations), and the kids liked the adventure of walking through the stations to catch the trains.
On the way back, we were acting like pros making our way down elevators and through corridors to get to the right platform. Happily, we stepped on the next arriving train and found seats tucked away so the kids could laugh and romp between us. We were grateful that the train was not too crowded and most of the passengers smiled warmly at our giggling two. A man wearing a NASA name badge handed the kids large NASA stickers, and we settled comfortably into our seats watching the scenery whoosh by as we left the tunnels. And then I noticed scenery that I hadn't noticed before: the airport and the George Washington Masonic Memorial. I couldn't find a map, but I started questioning our route. Then I spotted the signs running up the aisle, which simply stated "BLUE." Yeah, we were supposed to be on "ORANGE." Knowing that our stop was the end of the line, we hadn't thought to pay attention to the station announcements and were almost at the end of a completely different train line. Rookie mistake! I told Darren of our error, and we deboarded at the next station.
Of course, our happy, little travelers were quickly becoming tired travelers as we boarded a train headed back up the track where we could catch our Orange-line train. The trains were a little more crowded now, but after a few stops I was able to find a seat just in time to cradle an ever-fussier Degen who was asleep within minutes.
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