Washington D.C. ( the scenic route)

First off, you're in for a little read with this blog, anyway, what a great looking place D.C. is. Anyway, during July I was at a chapter officers conference for my club AMSA in D.C. The conference was going to be lame (turned out that I was right) so a roommate and I rented a car to go into D.C. for some sight seeing. First stop (after trying to find a parking spot for nearly and hour) the white house. Notice the T-shirt anyone? I thought it would be fitting to wear while I was in town. The next stop on the tour was the Lincoln memorial, along the was is the reflection pool.
It's a long walk from the white house to the Lincoln memorial but we made it inside for another convenient pictures with Honest Abe and my shirt.
We then hit up the Korean and Vietnam memorials on our long journey to the Jefferson memorial.That was a beast of a walk but we did get to see the FDR memorial on the way.
After what seemed an eternity and with now severe crotch rash, we made it to the building.On our way back to the car we passed the Holocaust Memorial Museum which was pretty cool. The entire way through the city we could see the Washington monument, here's a good picture.We get home from a long day an take a nap. We still have the car till like 10:00 the next morning so I call Krystee and ask how far away the D.C. temple is. She says it's only 30 minutes so I decide to go and take a different roommate with me. The plan was to see the temple, take some pictures, and then go see D.C. with him. That isn't what happened though. We drive to the temple and man it is huge. It seems so much bigger than the Salk Lake temple. We pull into a parking lot that I thought was the main temple lot, it turned out to be for the visitors center but the gates were open. It's about 10:00 pm at the time. Since the gate was open I decided not to move the car to the main lot. We get out and take some pictures.We get back to the car and it is now about 10:45 pm and we realize that the gate is closed and pad-locked. Needless to say, this sucks. I call Dad and tell him what happened and he told me to try and call the temple President. We walk to the main lot and then start on our way out toward the street, we see a security booth. Guess what, there's no one in there but the gate is still open. There is however a phone in a water tight case. I open it and try to call but there is no directory and the temple operator has already gone home. Now what, I call Krystee and she says, hey we should call a temple in California because they are still open and might have a number for you. She gives me the number to San Diego. I call and talk to the operator and say hi, this might sound a little off but I'm locked in the D.C. temple parking lot. She tells me, that's the first time I've heard that one. Anyway, she tells me the name of the temple president but doesn't have the number. Back to Krystee, I have her google to name to try and find a number, the only one she saw for Maryland said the guy was 35-39 years old. We try it anyway, at this time it's literally 12:00 am. In the mean time we tried opening every temple door and knocking to try and awake the clean up crew and the same with the visitors center. I even tried a friend of mine who's uncle works at the LDS offices. He calls me back and tells me he's at Yellowstone, no help there. Back to the midnight phone call. I call and the first time I get a voice mail. I try again and some one picks up so I ask is this the Washington D.C. temple president... no response so I ask again... no response then the phone gets hung up. Now I know that they're home so I try again and I hear what sound like an angry black lady on the phone and I ask again is this the home of the Washington D.C. temple president. She says why you calling at midnight, and I told her I'm looking for the temple president, does he live there. She says but why you calling at midnight, you wouldn't call anybody at midnight. I say, I'd call the temple president (I used his name though) in an emergency like this. She says, so this is an emergency. I says yes and she hands me to some guy and he says, hello. I ask is this the Washington D.C. temple president and he says, nope. So I say sorry for the inconvenience and hang up. Fun call right? I ended up calling 911 and after a run around they say they'll have someone come out when he can. It's nearing 1:00 am when the cop shows up. I track him down and we try the phone at the temple loading dock and nothing so I tell him that there is a grass and concrete pathway separating the two lots and say if I could get the car up over the curb then we could get down the path and out the main gait. He drives me over in his car and then jumps the curb in his patrol car and tries to get up the little hill but the grass is wet and he's burning rubber, grass if flying and I think that I'm condemned for sure. He parks and then I tell him it's downhill for me and I show him the rental Pontiac GT. He walks it up the curb real gentle (or for Kelmen real nice and deep like). He stops on top of the hill and needless to say we get to the other lot and as soon as we do, 2 cars pull out of the parking lot, nice right? We end up getting out just after 1:00 am. It was fun though searching every crevice of the temple and visitor center grounds with a non-member from Nigeria. That concludes my exciting trip to D.C.