Yeah, we made the pilgrimage to the old wickiup George called Mount Vernon.
George, Martha and her rugrats by a previous marriage were there to greet us.
George's ride was pimped up something like this one, from the same Philadelphia carriage maker.
He also tooled around in a covertible.
Sadly, the best stuff was inside the house - and inside the museum - where no photos are allowed. Being watched like a hawk by one of the guards, I refrained from taking illicit pictures, but luckily, a few scofflaws managed to snap some and post them online.
My favorite room in the mansion is Washington's study. That guillotine-type dingus above the chair is a foot-operated fan.
Employing some fancypants science, someone managed to recreate what is supposedly Washington's true face. The first time we saw it on a mannequin, it looked pretty cool, but when the same face and same expression turned up on several more Georges, it got a little creepy.
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This will all have to be torn down since he was a racist slaver.
And that state you live in will need a new name. I suggest Napierana. Or maybe Capnbobington.
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