I'd hoped that Tess and I would get to do some touristy things. I wanted to see the Smithsonian's Museum of African American History, but wasn't able to get tickets in advance, and I didn't find out until too late that they open up same-day tickets in the afternoon; I would also have liked to go to the Museum of the American Indian, which I adore, but this conference is pretty insane, and I just couldn't manage to get away. To give you an idea of how insane, there were 6500 attendees this time around, and there are usually somewhere around 40 concurrent panels at any given time. Very few of which I got to attend this year, because I was elected to the Linguistic Seat on the executive board, and much of my time was spent in - you guessed it - meetings (which is how I made so much progress on that sock I posted about last time).
Tess and I did manage to get away for a few delicious meals (Ethiopian food, mmm....). And some shopping (new shoes!). And some tea.
We did manage a quick visit to the Hirschhorn Sculpture Garden at sunset.
We walked on the mall in the gloaming.
We also took a last walk in Rock Creek park on Sunday afternoon.