Being as it’s October, and in light of all the political hoopla happening in this neck of the woods, this week Pegman takes us to the Arlington National Cemetery in Washington DC, USA. (And also in Canada as it’s election time here and we get to choose between our own batch of monkeys.)

Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the prompt. Feel free to use the location supplied above, our take your own tour of Washington D.C. via Google maps and find a view that inspires you.

So, that said, I totally did NOT go to Arlington but decided to go down memory lane. December, 2009, to be precise. Yes, I am sorry, my peeps, yet another travel story 😉

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Not Time to Sight-See

“I really need to stop for gas, Babe.”

“OK. Take the next exit and I’ll keep a lookout for a station.”

“What the hell is wrong with this place? We are turning in circles and there ain’t a station in sight.”

“Think about it. This is D.C. Just like Montreal, you can’t find a damn station downtown.  Hey look, Babe!  The National Monument!”

“I don’t give a shit. You need to look for gas stations, not effing monuments! I need gas. NOW!”

“Don’t worry, we’ll find a station soon.”

“Not soon enough. Pulling this pop-up trailer sucks more gas, yanno.”

“Yeah, yeah. Maybe if you’d filled up when we still had a quarter of a tank we would not be in this mess. Oh! Look! The White House! How cool is that?”

“Jesus! So what?!”

“Look.  A station. Dunno how you are gonna manoeuvre yourself in there, though.”

“Watch me.”