DC in the Spring

Here are some photos from a recent trip to DC. I was hoping to see a lot more cherry blossoms but I guess we were a week too late. 

There were about 3 trees with their cherry blossoms intact. I spent a lot of time with them. :)

abr+lmt's feet.

That's me plotting world domination! In DC you can't help but feel powerful. :)

I would have been happy to just spend time adventuring around Union Station. It has so many gorgeous shapes patterns to photograph. These next two photos were taken there.

We're in Baltimore, hon.

The following photos come from my girlfriend's native homeland of Baltimore, Maryland. On this trip I learned that hon is a thing. You can put "hon" at the end of every sentence, hon. Catch my drift, hon? You're clever, hon. I have some photos for you to look at, hon.

Hons have big, beehive-like hair. Baltimore even has a HonFest where people wear their big hair all over the streets. Hons are a big deal.  So naturally, we visited Cafe Hon.

After watching Chef Ramsey's "Kitchen Nightmares," I had to see it for myself. Who could not love a restaurant with an entrance like this one? 

Amanda took me ALL over creation. Here she is at the Inner Harbor, across from Federal Hill.

We missed the cherry blossoms in DC, but Baltimore was just about to peak.

Inner Harbor is awesome. 

I love Baltimore row house architecture and colors.

Another one from Inner Harbor.

 My pants matched the boat. That is all.

Mount Vernon. I think?

Wall murals are everywhere.

 Sometimes ABR walks into my photos. Okay, it happens all the time. :)

The gays are in town.

Somehow we randomly chose to go to Ptown during the week of Carnival, when no one wears pants and all the boys flaunt their junk in every direction. Naturally it's every lesbian's worst nightmare. :) 

We held it together and stayed strong!

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If I ever get married I want these guys doing the ceremony!

Work it, girls!

My first night in town I got yelled at by the bad advice guy. He was terrifying. 

This year's theme was Vegas.

Pretty sure these cherries have already been popped. (BOOM!)

I just don't know...

Couldn't resist shaking these dice.

Well helllllooooooooooo....

I lost most of my hearing because of these two awesome guys. I've never heard squealing so high pitched!

Hey girl, heeeeey!

And this happened...

But this queen is my favorite:  

Hmmmm.

Back at the bunny boy ranch...

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Bed head.

Truer words hath not been spoken.

She liked me!

Ptown 2013 with the girls

You know your trip is going well when:

1.) 30 minutes into your trip you blow a tire out on the highway.

2.) AAA does not show up.

3.) The girl with the broken rib changes a tire as you take pics.

4.) You forgot to pee before taking off.

5.) When you finally change the tire with the broken ribbed friend, you realize you're covered entirely in grease, an hour later you arrive at Brie's, then find out her dog starts pretending he can't walk, there is no vet in town that can see him in two weeks...you start to think maybe this trip is DOOMED...

Turns out all those things worked themselves out. We finally arrive in Ptown to quickly realize that we doubled the number of lesbians in town. (Side note: Where are all the lesbians??? Perhaps Carnival week is not when they flock to town???)

We stayed across the street from this marsh.

I spent a lot of time there with my for-really-reals camera! 

For Claire's birthday we went on a sunset whale watching tour.

That's her girl!

They do strange things in public. Nuff said.

Magic hour light...sighhhhh.

This is the part of the post where I start really trying hard to figure out what to write. It's sunset. Self explanatory, no? 

Whales are a pain in the ass because they don't always make their tails visible. That was surprising to this impatient photog. 

Sometimes they get dangerously close to boats. 

And then it's all over and it's time to nap on the way back.