I think about suing Washington DC for not having anything open or tickets available but of course the Supreme Court is... closed.
We finally arrive at Union Station. OH-MY-GOD, it is food utopia. Every place to eat in a 5 mile radius must be condensed into the lower floor of this building. We walk around trying to decide where to eat, almost too hungry to think clearly.
We finally decide on a Johnny Rockets. Knowing they have a monopoly on food, they gouge us for $30+ for 3 hamburgers and a chicken sandwhich with drinks. And we thought this was going to be an inexpensive trip.
