Throng of people rushing outside the museums in the National Mall.It was August 23, 2011. A hot summer day in DC. After seeing The White House and the Washington Monument, we decided to explore the museums in the National Mall. Our first stop was the National Museum of American History. My brother had visited the place before so he decided to wait at the lobby while Mom and I entered the museum.
We checked a couple of exhibits when I felt the tremor. I dismissed it at first but then it started getting stronger with each passing second. Suddenly, stuff from the ceiling (was it bits and pieces of the chandelier?) dropped to the ground floor. The security people in the museum told everyone in loud booming voices to vacate the building. Then, there was a throng of people rushing out of the building. As mom and I made our way out of the building, I thought of my brother who was waiting at the lobby. I knew he was no longer waiting for us at the lobby but I hoped we would easily spot him outside the museum. And we did.