Let’s just call this the “lost weekend,” shall we? In the beginning of December, my cousin Liz and I visited another cousin at the US Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland. And while it sounds entirely wholesome, I would never encourage you to step foot onto a campus where all of the guys are in uniform. ALL. THE. TIME.
I mean, the yum factor was sky high.
Oh, and the architecture was cool too.
My cousin gets to live HERE. He says the inside looks like a creepy dorm bathroom with old linoleum floors and bad fluorescent lighting, but WHO CARES?! It’s so darn pretty outside.
And they have sunsets like this! I’d say bad lighting is worth it.
I am sad to say that I deleted the pictures of our original “hotel” (believe me when I say hotel was stretching it), because I am still fairly certain that our cousin had found a modern day Bates Motel and unwittingly checked us into it. Being the divas that we are (oh, and liking our organs INSIDE OUR BODIES where they belong instead of packed on ice in a cooler on the way to Mexico), we found a Sheraton. Not waking up covered in bed bug bites was divine.
Plus we were next to the mall. Liz likes being able to see the Nordstrom’s sign from her bed.
For some reason, I appear to be approximately 7.5 months prego. Rest assured, this is not the case; I think I had a big lunch (I also suck at being in pictures, so I’m going to go with that as my Plan B. Hahaha, Plan B? Pregnant? Get it? Never mind).
There we go. Not prego. And I think we found Liz in a basket somewhere, because she is clearly too pretty to be in our family. But she’s blonde and curses like a sailor, so…I guess she is related.
Oh, and I shouldn’t forget to mention our little clown car.
For some reason when I reserved a car, I didn’t think that “compact” meant “only up to my boobs.” My bad, guys. I’ve gotta say though, if I lived in a city, I would totally buy this car. Fantastic gas mileage (we barely used half of a tank in a weekend), tons of room, and it WENT. Plus we managed to fit 5 people into it, including these 2 guys:
Basically 5 people over 5′ 10″. Kind of impressive (and I’m including this picture because my sister likes to look at it; go figure).
I adore DC. It is just such a beautiful city, and even though nothing has changed there in 23987897 years, I still always learn something when I’m there.
We also stopped by the Newseum (if you haven’t gone yet, I’d suggest a stop there. AMAZING museum), but didn’t go in since we decided we didn’t want to get stabbed in the dark on the way back to the parking garage.
I suppose that we’re both being fairly divalicious in this picture, but the light was FABULOUS so how could we not take advantage??
Other things that we did during our stay included but were not limited to:
1. Getting hopelessly lost in Union Station (even with a map and a detailed phone call as to our cousins location),
2. Eating quesadillas at 1 am,
3. Getting lost in Annapolis and then almost getting squished in the drawbridge,
4. And watching Ravens fireworks from the safety of our locked car in the Baltimore Greyhound bus station (not a place I’d go without a shank).
I mean look at their bathroom graffiti:
I guess the cursive and pink pen count for some sort of class…
Here’s my conclusion: you should totally go to Annapolis. It’s such a charming city (and guys in uniform, HELLOOOOOO), and it’s so close to everything! I had such a blast that I can’t wait to go back and drink my weight in Starbucks. Oh, and rent a Mazda 2. And go to the Newseum. And DC. That is all.
(Not being perked to talk about the Mazda or the Newseum, they just rock my socks off, and I think they should rock yours off too.)