The following is my account of the second day of the trip I took to Washington, DC, in 8th grade. Four years ago. Wow. Long time. For clarification, Redlands is the other middle school that went with us, this is how I wrote back in 8th grade, and I was in a room with four other girls. I didn’t like any of them, and they didn’t like me. I slept in a cot at the far end of our room and I was still in my annoying non-conformity stage. Enjoy. Continue reading “[Day 55] You and I left our troubles far behind”