Luckily for me, a couple of things on that list were things I myself had never done. Despite being an old hand at D.C. tourism (just go with it), even I have a list of things yet to visit. Thus it was off to the George Washington National Masonic Memorial.
Before I start with the pictures, let’s get a couple of things straight:
1. Yeah, parts of it were seriously creepy.
2. No, I did not become a Mason.
3. No, I would not tell you if I had become a Mason even if I HAD.
Draw your own conclusions.
The building itself is nice enough, with a mix of temple-like base and architectural tower.
The first floor rotunda was also lovely, with pillars, a statue, and giant paintings on the wall.
And I actually was rather impressed by the Scottish Rite room—a small museum dedicated to the different roles Washington played (farmer, politician, soldier, etc.).
Then we got to the York Rite room and it all blew up in my face.
I mean, REALLY? You wanna memorialize Washington with a re-creation of the Holiest of Holies?
(Side note to Masons: please don’t kill me! Thanks!)
Moving on up (movin’ on up—sing it with me!), we came to the Knights Templar Room. Awesome because a) knights templar, b) stained glass windows, and c) suit of armor.
The top floor observation deck provided some stellar views of Alexandria’s fall foliage.
Who knew my city had trees?
While the basement included meeting rooms, a theater, and several exhibits by the Shriners.
That’s a whole lotta fez going on.
As you can see, there’s plenty inside the memorial.
And that’s just the stuff I CAN tell you about.