There is a continuous sense of pride and awe as you travel around Washington D.C.  That feeling is amplified at night as the monuments are lit with a dramatic flair. 

We had walked through rain from the Lincoln Memorial and were almost to the Washington Monument when it finally cleared. As I looked back at Lincoln and past the World War II Memorial, you could see the planes flying overhead toward Reagan National Airport. It was a quiet and solemn moment, as we were alone amidst the great monuments honoring our nations heroes.