Day 3.

When I woke up on day 3 my feet hurt so bad I thought I would never walk again, although I did. This morning all of the girls in the group were going to Arlington Cemetary, I have always wanted to see this place. After another rigorous morning of trying to get prettied up, I headed to the metro with the other girls to catch a train to Arlington. It was a longer train ride to reach this destination than the others we had been to so far. The day was very nice in the morning the sun was shinging and the temperature was very moderate. As I walked through the cemetary of the fallen soldiers I felt very proud to be an American and thankful that the men and women of our country had fought for my freedom and I felt very loved and sad. As far as my eyes could see I only saw row after row after row of bright white tombstones, I wept. As I kept walking through the cemetary I came to the grave site of JFK and that was very interesting to see the flame that burned all the time. After leaving Arlington, I went back to the hotel because I had forgotten to take my medicine and my feet were killing me so I changed shoes in hopes of relieving my pain. After I arrived back at my room I realized I didn't have my pass for the conference and I was afraid they would not let me in so I hung out at the hotel by myself for a little while and then Whitney came back to the room for a small break and we looked everywhere for my name tag/pass but we couldn't find it unfortunately. So later we went to eat at a small resturaunt called Pot Belly's and we had some amazing sandwiches, the claim to have the best ones in DC. I don't know about all of that but the resturaunt was very retro and neat, I enjoied myself and had some very good chocolate ice cream with bananas and oreos. After that I called it a day.

-Miranda Puckett