One of the most memorable experiences of my life was the eighth-grade trip to Washington D.C. I definitely won’t forget our first day when we went to the National Cathedral. Never before had I seen such elegant gothic architecture, but at the time I would’ve just said “wow, that church looks dope!” I was absolutely stunned by the array of colors on the stain-glass windows. Also, I distinctly recall how long the path was from the doorway to the alter; our tour guide said that the path was so long that it gave enough time for a bride to change her mind during a wedding. I also remember that the organ had pieces that ranged from the size of your pinky to about 30 feet tall. All these different components permanently imprinted the experience in my mind. I highly encourage, if you’re going to D.C., stop at the National Cathedral.