Day Four Hundred Thirty Six

The Seahawks lost, and I am sad.

But in better news, I had a good rest of the day exploring downtown Richmond and my dad's dental school.

Museum of the Confederacy, right next to the White House of the Confederacy,
and awkwardly squished in the middle of an abundance of hospitals in downtown
Richmond.

Because there's no more appropriate pose to strike when
next to an absurdly large (and real...this thing was attached
to an actual ship) anchor.

No picture could truly do justice to the sheer size of the monuments
on Monument Boulevard. It was ridiculous. And awe-inspiring. And ridiculous.

V!C!U! Go Dentists!