Yanky doodle went to town... riding in a substantial Nissan. Three generations of the Taffs got to Obama's house and it was white and lovely. Then on through the un-scenic National Mall improvements, past a Sikh/Scottish march with bagpipes to the toe-dipping joy of the World War II Memorial - 'No wading please out of respect for the perished'. The reflecting pool is a mud pit but one day soon all will be a gently rippled, mirrored expanse.
Next stop Dulles International and we were back down to just two generations of van Taffs.
