THEY say some of the best days are the ones that aren’t planned. Now I know I told yall not to listen to THEY, but just this one time…
As I said in my previous post, Mr. SadLife himself aka Zach had adventure time with me as we went museum gallivanting, drinking and culturing. We had so much fun and got some good pics out of it too.
Last weekend I FINALLY got to go to the National Museum of African American History and Culture. All thanks to @yardsofhappiness // @professordwj *she’s the reason I write this blog in the first place.
This experience was so great and made me teary-eyed (I didn’t actually cry cuz you know… thugs don’t cry). To see MY HISTORY, OUR HISTORY being displayed in such a meaningful and beautiful way is almost unworthy of words. One of the saddest parts was seeing Emmett TIll’s casket and hearing his story (I didn’t get pictures of this because I am a respectful human being).
See some of the pics from my visit:
We enjoyed our time so much, my friend, Zach, and I decided to go visit a few other museums in D.C. We did this after we drank wine and stopped for a beer of course. To see some of our drunken adventure please proceed to “This Was Not Planned”.