Our drive down to DC went perfectly. The boys were great. We only stopped once to use a bathroom (until we got to northeast DC and stopped to use a McDonald's restaurant in an area where white people were an attraction, but not for the kind of attention you want). Everything about the drive went less perfectly after we hit DC. We got detoured almost in to Southeast DC because of a parade of half naked women in frilly things. We were less than happy.
Everything went beautifully after we got to the zoo and finally met up with our friends. Included are a few pictures from our time at the zoo (just before the accident). It was an incredibly hot day, but the zoo graciously has installed misting hoses and ice cream. The animals were beautiful. The company of friends was priceless. The queer looks as me and my friend Michael walked out together with two boys the day after New York state legalized same-sex marriage—the best.
The final picture kind of perfectly encapsulated my feelings about the zoo. I'd been so excited about it because I love nature and animals. I hadn't been to a zoo in at least 4 or 5 years. Ultimately though, as soon as we entered I realized that the beauty and wonder of nature just doesn't belong in a city. It doesn't belong in a crowd. It may be impressive, but it can't help but feel tragically out of place.
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