We went to Ford Theater, where Lincoln was shot (in the booth behind me, above) and then headed across the street to the house where he died. The bed below is where he died. Very sad. But I did learn more about the story than I knew before, like the fact that John Wilkes Boothe was a famous actor, which is why they let him in to greet the president. So it would be like Brad Pitt shooting Obama…but that would never happen today.
Then we went to the Holocaust museum. I don’t have any pictures of that, but as you can imagine, it was sobering.
