Horsey Island, VA

aka Assateague Island

Camping trip, back in the first weekend of August.
We bought lots of food at farm stands during the long, hot, all-around bad drive.
The funny part is that everything in this picture (except for the produce) is still in my trunk, 2 months later. The bread isn't even moldy yet.


There were horses all over. They liked port-a-potties.


Awww, baaaaaby horse. Or pony, whatever.


Diana is an experienced camper. She brought a knife. So smart.



Way back in the day (60+ years ago? I can't remember exactly) some brilliant man thought cutting big strips into the marsh would get rid of mosquitoes. He was wrong, but the cuts never went away.

Pretty pretty salt meadow grass:



Hello, deer.


Hello, beach.

Wild ponies grazing off yonder in the marsh.






Pony on the road. See ya.



I haven't really taken any pictures of myself recently, and I won't be taking any in the near future do to my recurring lack of a camera. Here's one on a night out with Jo, except she isn't in it. Just me and her boyfriend, Adam.
That's all.

I've Almost Given Up

on posting and buying a camera.

So, here are some pictures. Yay.
My unbreakable camera got stolen. Of course.

Here is a Golden Lion Tamarind at the National Zoo. They don't live in enclosures in the summer, they just hang out in the trees.



Here I am with Pat and "Harry Potter" on the night Book 7 came out. Yes, I am okay with my dorkiness:


Alison and Gustavo had their American wedding in Michigan. Ju is huge :



The Bahia/Michiganders:


It is impossible to say "no" to this animal:



That's all for now. I have pictures of camping on Assateague Island and a couple of other adventures to post when I get some spare time (of which there will be more now that September is over). Also, this post is boring. Sorry.

You don't ever update blah blah blah....

Yes, I do update. I am updating right now.


Caitlin visited back in the beginning of June.
Part of my kickball team. We finally got shirts.



Squishy face. This is a good, good, picture.


So serious. Tim and Amy.


Did I mention this was the flipcup finals? And though they may at time encourage heavy drinking...


these boys do have a tender side.


Hard at work with my lovely coworkers (minus Cindy) in our awesome new t-shirts.

Our text book really is that interesting.

And we really do work hard. rly.


We work together, we go out together... me, Erin, Diana, and some random brasileiros at a brazilian party in DC.



We also go on weekend trips together. I guess we like each other. We went floating down the Shenandoah in tubes. For almost 5 hours. It was fun. Afterwards we found our super-secluded and super rustic campsite. The toilet was a wooden box, but I didn't even see it until the next morning. Here I was experimenting with the "night" setting on my camera, minus a tripod. it didn't turn out great. Me: "You guys, just don't move for a second. Don't move, don't move...... don't moooove. One more secoonnnd. Ok." "Adam. You moved your head."
"Okay Cindy, just don't move for onnne minute."


"Okay Cindy, just stay there for a second again. Don't move. Your hand isn't burning. It will be worth it. This is going to be a sweet picture."

It's okay. Not that sweet.


"Fine, I 'll just use the flash."


Raar. Erin Monster.


Campsite in the morning.

I <3 moss.


Heck yes! I ran into this on the mall (Fourth of July preparations) while heading to the Botanic Gardens to check out....


The corpse flower! A brief summary: it only blooms every couple of years, and only for 24-48 hours (here it's already closing, I missed the real blooming). It smells, strongly, of dead mammal (and apparently looks like it too on the inside) in order to attract its pollinators, beetles and flies. Yum. Also, it's huge. Like 6 feet.




Fireworks on the mall for the fourth. Exploding monument.


Pretty.



Three Washington Monuments. oops.

Visiting Friends, Kickball, and BVIs

It's been a busy month, and I've been slacking on the posts, so this one is extra-long for your perusing pleasure.

Amy and I preparing for a night of salsaing. Flossing is very important.


Watching Cindy in the Washington Chorus at the Kennedy Center. Our seats kinda sucked.


Meet me at The Mall. Kickball is goin down.


Post-kickball, at the bar for the real competition- flipcup.


Flipcup, oh yeah.
Yay, Dovas visited! He's so happy.


I'm tough. Watch out.


Me, Jo, and Amy out for Jo's 25th. I'm wearing part of a sombrero. And look like I need a nap.


And then out for Erin's birthday. Erin isn't in this picture. But Allison is! She visited for a few days. Allison, Royston, Cindy, Amy.

Allison and I doing the best dance ever.
Ever.
"The Robber"
Allison and Spencer.

Allison and Jumbo Slice.


The next night, Me and Jumbo Slice. And JP.

I went to go visit Kara while she was in the British Virgin Islands. We were on Jost Van Dyke. This is our plywood cabin at Ivan's Stress-Free Bar and Campground.

A view of Ivan's from the water.


Underwater camera! Fishies! They blend in, look closely.


After my first day sunburn, I spent most of my time hanging out under this tree. Not a bad place to hang out.


The bar at Ivan's.



Tidal wave!
Or not.

Hello fishy friend.


One of the campsites, this one belonged to the Scots.


A crab trying to hide from me.


Jost.

My new island friend.



I look awesome from underwater.






Bye bye Jost Van Dyke.


And, last but not least, Me, Michelle, and Karla at Karla's law school graduation dinner in Baltimore. I don't know what I'm looking at, and I swear I don't have a lazy eye. At least not one that bad.