A few years ago my family took a trip to Washington, D.C. for a long weekend. Hands down, my absolute favorite part of the trip was running through our nation’s capitol. I basked in the elegance of the White House, gazed up at the Washington Monument as I passed by, and scaled the steps to the Lincoln Memorial. Then, on an adventurous whim, I decided to follow the signs to Arlington National Cemetery. I had no idea how far it was or even how to get there. But that’s what made it fun! I breezed over the Memorial Bridge spanning the Potomac and arrived at Arlington a mile later completely…