Maryland, Washington D.C., and Philadelphia

I went on an east coast trip a week after my birthday to celebrate with my older sister. When I arrived in Baltimore, I knew I was in the east for the simple fact restaurants serve things such as crab cakes…a popular east coast food. The airport was cool but the city itself was a different story. I’ve always been able to pick up on a city’s vibe, and this one I didn’t like. As soon as I got there I was ready to go. I ended up going to Washington D.C. and I already knew it was straight hood. The most surprising thing was when a cop car ran slowly ran the red light. I was like “is this acceptable?” He didn’t have his lights on and he almost hit a car that had a green light. The hood area seem like it had nothing but ran down hotels, fast food, and liquor stores. I get to National Mall and was soooo disappointed because I thought it was an actual mall. I know, don’t laugh at me. My older sister wanted to go to the Smithsonian Museum. We ended up finding out that it’s not just one museum but a series of them can total to 9. We chose to go to the National Museum of American History. It was okay, but when you’ve been bombarded with American history since kindergarten, you no longer have any interest in it. I headed to the outskirts to Bowie to visit some family. My great grandma was in town so I learned some stuff about my family history and my great aunt has our history traced back to the 1700s. After I listened to some stories and looked through pictures, we all headed to Ruby Tuesday. I’ve never ate their but they had some good ribs. The only way I could live in D.C. is if I lived in a condo or something by the government buildings; it was cool though. I then headed to Philadelphia the next morning; passing though Delaware to get there of course. By the way, the Aloft Hotel in Mt. Laurel, NJ is lovely!!! Anyway, I went to get a Philly Cheesesteak from Geno’s since I saw them on Food Network. I liked him. I didn’t stop at any of the monuments because I didn’t too much care. I felt the city seemed okay, but still probably wouldn’t live there. Can I mention I don’t know how much money my sister and I spent going through tolls. I don’t even want to figure it out and add it up because it would be embarrassing. I traveled to New York next, but that experience deserves its own blog post!