Continuing with the ‘tourist in Washington DC’ series, last week we went for a daytrip to the Theodore Roosevelt Island. The island, located on the Potomac river at some point near the Lincoln memorial on one side and Arlington Cemetery on the other, is a national park in memory of the 26th president of the United States.
Siguiendo con la serie “turista en Washington DC”, la semana pasada fuimos de excursión a la isla Theodore Roosevelt. Está en el río Potomac, más o menos a la altura del memorial a Lincoln a un lado y del cementerio de Arlington al otro, y es un parque nacional en memoria del 26º presidente norteamericano.
Once you get there, there is really not much to do other than walking around and enjoying the quietness and the beauty of the trees. We went on a beautiful Autumn day, and the leaves cracked below our feet as we ventured into the highly domesticated wilderness.
Una vez en la isla, a la que se accede a pie por un puente, no hay mucho para hacer aparte de pasear y disfrutar de la tranquilidad y la belleza del paraje. Nosotros fuimos en un bonito día de otoño, y las hojas secas caídas durante las últimas semanas crujían a nuestro paso.
At one point, we even stood just a few meters away from a deer, who did not seem too bothered by our presence, used as it probably is to the curious gazes of fellow Washingtonians passing by. Can you spot it in the photo?
En un momento dado, nos encontramos con un pequeño ciervo, que no nos prestó demasiada atención a pesar de la cercanía, acostumbrado como debe estar a la presencia continua de intrusos en su territorio. ¿Eres capaz de encontrarlo en la foto?
After that, we had a quick lunch/diner at Georgetown, which is one of the most famous neighborhoods of the capital and which I had never been to until now.
Tras el paseo, fuimos a merendar algo a Georgetown, que es uno de los barrios más famosos de la capital y que, curiosamente, yo nunca había visitado hasta ahora.
Temperatures grow colder with every passing day, but life goes on, here, at the heart of the empire.
Los días se vuelven cada vez más fríos, pero la vida sigue, aquí, en el corazón del imperio.
