DC, again?

In grade school, Dad took me to Washington DC for a long weekend. What was the occasion? I have no idea. How long did we stay? Not really sure. What historic sites did we visit? Um...
At this point you might ask, "What DO you remember?"
Well, if you were to ask me my answer might be, "The brand new rockin pair of brown tights I wore the whole weekend and the awesome plaid jumper with a matching turtleneck that I wore with those rocking brown tights."
Yeah, I've always been cultured, refined, and...oh whatever.