For the past three years, when Stephanie and DJ head to overnight camp for a month, Michelle and I take at least one fun trip. We did New York last year. This year we decided to hit DC.
On the first day of our adventure, we decided that we were going to talk with British accents, even in front of others. Typically, we’d stick to our plan for an hour or two. But we sort of got into it for the whole blooming trip.
This is how we rolled:
“Can we speak like William and Kate for the duration of our trip?”
“I don’t see why not. Let’s make a go of it ole’ chap.”
“Shall we speak like this alone or in front of others?”
“As we’re gallivanting around, let’s consider speaking like this the entire time regardless of who is listening.”
I’ll have to say that it was quite enjoyable to pretend to be something we weren’t – people with manners.
We saw almost all of the monuments…
I’d never seen that one. It was bloody beautiful! But by the time we got that far, Michelle was fagged out. So I had to entice her with a spot of tea and a ride on the Tidal Basin paddle boats.
We didn’t boat too far. I began to realize that the further we moved from the docks, the more leg power it was going to take to get back. Plus it started raining.
“I’m tired father,” my little one complained.
“Rubbish! Poppycock! We’ve got much more to see.”
“Don’t get cheeky with me princess. Sit on your bum a bit and rest your pins.”
She regained her energy with a lemonade and a bot-le o water, and tickety-boo we marched on to the Roosevelt statue.
By the end of the day we were zonked out. We showered and had a nice dinner where Michelle ordered surf and turf (from the kid’s menu) and sucked down three Shirley Temples.
Although the sites were amazing, one-on-one time with my girl is what took the biscuit!
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