World War I Museum before, but there was plenty of stuff we didn't see, so today we returned. We arrived around 10 o'clock; unfortunately, so did three busloads of middle school kids. We got herded in with them, and I have to say, it was a little scary.
We toured the place until noon, went out to the car to eat our lunch, and returned to the museum. We still didn't see every single thing, but at three o'clock, Cliff said, "We'd better get out of here, or we'll get stuck in rush hour traffic."
"But I wanted to pay a quick visit to Union Station," I said.
Cliff was pretty sure we could walk there, so we asked a guy who works at the museum. He told us how to get there.