Last weekend I FINALLY got to go to the National Museum of African American History and Culture. All thanks to @yardsofhappiness // @professordwj *she’s the reason I write this blog in the first place.
This experience was so great and made me teary-eyed (I didn’t actually cry cuz you know… thugs don’t cry). To see MY HISTORY, OUR HISTORY being displayed in such a meaningful and beautiful way is almost unworthy of words. One of the saddest parts was seeing Emmett TIll’s casket and hearing his story (I didn’t get pictures of this because I am a respectful human being).
See some of the pics from my visit:
We enjoyed our time so much, my friend, Zach, and I decided to go visit a few other museums in D.C. We did this after we drank wine and stopped for a beer of course. To see some of our drunken adventure please proceed to “This Was Not Planned”.