Headin' north of the Mason-Dixon Line we stopped in Washington, D.C., Baltimore, Philadelphia, and New York City... I definitely didn't take enough pictures in any of those cities, so I'm making an effort to document a little better from now on.

Both of my brothers live in DC so we spent a few days there:

rooftop banjo pickin' over the nation's capital? fuck yeah.

rooftop drinkin' over the nation's capital? also fuck yeah.

 

 

there was a tea party rally while we were there.. interesting?

DC was a pretty decent first stop, we ate some killer ramen in Chinatown and hit up the food trucks near my brother's office for lunch before we got on the road again. 

We stopped in Baltimore next with no real idea what was there and so far it's been by far our favorite city. Amazing food( Stuggy's   seriously..go here.), beautiful waterfront, a kickass cd store - The Sound Garden and one of the coolest punk bars we've been to The Sidebar Tavern 

If you ever make it out that way, hope Adrienne is your bartender and tip her well.

fell's point pier

This hotdog is wrapped in bacon and topped with mac 'n cheese and crab. holy shit.

Chillin' with this awesome dude is the best, also he makes friends a lot faster than I do.

 Next up was Philadelphia for just a few hours, we didn't see as much there but if you go I highly recommend the reading terminal market -you can't beat the selection of foods and you can park for 4 dollars with validation from a merchant (vs the 30+ you would pay regularly).. We should be back up there this fall to visit a buddy of ours so maybe I can give a better rundown then.

Driving through New Jersey and New York was as disgusting and miserable as you could ever imagine. We decided to stay in the city for the night and ended up taking the subway to Brooklyn at midnight to a heavy metal bar  Lucky 13 Saloon  -if you're into metal, cheap drinks, and reasonably attractive girls dancin' fer money.. this is your kind of place. Seriously, it was a ton of fun and the people were all awesome. How can you not love a place where every person belts out every word to Sabbath's War Pigs? Stumbling back into our fancy ass hotel at 6 am was just icing on the cake.

people in manhattan are confused by banjos and basset hounds.

 

Those yankees ain't half bad, and they definitely know how to party.