April 24, 2012
Washington DC
ACSA Fieldtrip
"Time to wake up!" DR. Kelso urged. I rolled out of bed groggily and tried to remember where I was. Ethan, on the other hand, knew where he was. He just didn't want to get up. "Get out of bed Ethan! It's time to go!" Dr. K was trying his best, but it took a while before Ethan would budge. "AWwwwww!" Ethan was less than hardy. Maybe he could have just another hour of sleep, no? Ha! When pigs fly! I gathered mula ($$$) and supplies, then headed... um stumbled out the door. It was then that Mr. Hindman briefed us on what would happen to us on this particular day. However, no amount of briefing could prepare me for what would happen that day.
We didn't eat our usual frenchy toast or eggies as I would have expected. No. We took a metro to the Reagan International Trade Center where I indulged myself upon a breakfast biscuit and a cinnamon roll. As I was leaning back in my chair, Mr. H pulled together all of our class senators to vote on whether to go to the White House or the Spy Museum. It was an almost anonymous vote towards the Spy Museum. I kinda wanted to explore the White House, but hour-long lines just don't get me excited. You know what I mean? So we embarked upon a journey through many metro stops to a place called a Spy Museum.
Our group walked in through double doors into a wide reception area, got in line for tickets, and tried to make up our minds on whether we wanted to Operation Spy or General Admission it. Word reached my ears that operation spy was the way to go, so I shrugged, forked over the cash, and received my ticket. Easy as that. Our group of Leif, James, Nolan, Ethan, Katy, Tori, Ian, June, and Kevynn, wait... and me (Degnan) huddled in a side reception area awaiting our operation. It was short-waited for before anyone could say "Bubbles", an African-American tour guide came up, told us her name, and urged us to follow her up the stairs. We did.
The whole exhibit was a series of twists and turns and elevator rides and creaky floored alleyways where you hide and disable cameras and hack electronics and a whole lot of other stuff I can add to this run-on sentence. The tour guide instructed us on how to operate things and then we did the rest. We were showed how to use certain gadgets like brains, metal detectors, and lie detectors to use against crime-lords and their associates. We didn't die or anything, but we did catch Bitar (an evil dude) who was trying to sell ultra-sonic, plasma-bubble operated, nuclear, Z-88 prototype bombs. Then, with all the loose ends eliminated, a former CIA agent told us that these situations were based on real-life events and scenarios.
The Spy Museum was fun, but it was time to head to a new museum called the American History Museum. As we were heading to the American History Museum, we were all busy being fascinated on a gadget from the Spy Museum called a Shock Pen. It's a pen. Guess what it does. It electrocutes unsuspecting victims with a sudden-cramp/shock mechanism which gives that victim a certain case of the spaz-mode disease. BZZZZZZZZZOWWWWWEEEE. What a shocking experience. These vile pens were used throughout the day randomly. It was kind of scary.
The American History Museum was good too. It showcased a lot of exhibits from old movie-making to the development of the World Wars. The most interesting thing was the development of guns from the civil war to the present. The manufacturing exhibit with the modeling of cars, trains, and aircrafts also caught my attention. It was also interesting to see an exhibit on the Greensboro sit-in since I did a project on that and I knew what they were talking about.
The last exciting thing of the day was the epic, all-out, shock-pen, wrestle scrimmage... make that war. It was to be played out in the vast fields near the base of the Washington Obelisk Thing. Nolan, Jeremy, and I ganged up on Leif while James and Ethan Wrestled around. All of a sudden, James fakes out Ethan and tackles him.

Then James stands up and charges at Nolan with brotherly challengingness. James catches Nolan unsuspectedly and jabbed the shock-pen into Nolan's calf. "OWWWWWWWWWW!!! JAMES!!!!" Nolan chases after James with vengence in his eyes. The cool thing was that there was a live band playing in the background, so we could listen to some epic tunes while being organized/civilized hooligans. Nolan bellowed like a raged gorilla and raced after Leif who had just scythed Nolan in the stomach.
Oh wait... There was another thing that was interestingly artistic. At dusk, after our bellies were stuffed with ice-cream and burgers, we all met at this chubby cylinder that was about 50 feet tall and it was made of concrete. Projectors were set up so that they projected a music video on the concrete wall. We all sat in the grass around it and watched.
It was a shockingly, interestingly, bright, sunny day and I enjoyed it.
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