PART FOUR: The fireworks on the Mall were fantastic. Security was less than maximally tight, but whatever, nothing happened. The smiley-face, peace-sign, etc. fireworks were lame and tacky, but in general, the weeping willows and spouts and arches of light were just amazing.

Best moment: Four songs were played during the fw’s. Two were marches, the kind of thing you recognize immediately but (if you’re musically illiterate like me) can’t name; one was a breathy and unsatisfying “God Bless America.” But the fourth was–so perfect, so longing, so American–“Moon River.”

Two drifters, off to see the world…