A trip to the city - Washington, DC that is - on a beautiful spring day during the
Cherry Blossom Festival is asking to be surrounded by hordes of wandering people at every turn. I expected as much on my first (yes, first- I'm really not sure how it is that I've never been up to see the blossoms before) trip to this pink riverside wonderland, but had hoped somehow it wouldn't be completely saturated. It was, but it didn't really matter. A reunion with a friend after months of not seeing each other distracted me from the crowds - even the dozens of cumbersome strollers blocking the way and the sides of peoples' heads that couldn't be avoided in photos. Here's a few of the best ones from Saturday:
The crowds made it feel like we never left London... except that it's probably rainy and windy there right now. And instead of sitting on the sauna that is the Tube in the summertime, we were carried home at the end of the day by an airconditioned Metro. Sometimes you've got to love America
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