Had to laugh when I noticed the theme of attaching fake heads to beach photos for the summer covers of both New York Mag (Obama and McCain) and The Washingtonian (Mayor Fenty and Jenna Bush, among others). If I were better at Photoshop – I’d add my own cover to the mix…
So the Fourth of July weekend is nearly done, and this year I skipped the annual family BBQ to partake of some even more traditional patriotic trappings. Earlier this week, thanks to my friend Andrew’s early morning efforts to secure tickets, I went and visited the Washington Monument for the first time – and despite my recent riffing about the National Mall over at Intelligent Travel, I was definitely impressed. Seeing the view, even if it’s only out of eight tiny windows, made me realize how much I miss getting a glimpse of a city from above (D.C. restricts its building codes so that nothing stands taller than the monument). Of all the reasons to no longer discuss my first job out of college in New York City, the one thing that was redeeming was the office’s view of the Chrysler Building, which was spectacular. Also pretty amazing: the Bhutanese dancers (and food) that were featured at the Folk Life festival at the monument’s footsteps.
I skipped my first D.C. Fourth of July celebration to head out to the Rothbury Music festival in Michigan on assignment for the magazine – and got to celebrate (or witness) the several kinds of independence: the kind where you’re free to wear wings, or wigs, or tie-dye and smell mildly of illegal substances, all while watching a lineup of bands and discussing the best ways to achieve energy independence. Needless to say, it was pretty fun event. (More on that soon.)