Easter

I had hoped that if we waited until close to dusk on Easter Sunday that the crowds for the Cherry Blossom Festival would have died down. Wasn't really true. We inched our way in the line of cars, and I took pictures out the window when we stopped.

In this picture, you can see the steps of the Jefferson Memorial are completely covered with people.

The Tidal Basin pink trees looked nice. I don't see what the huge obsession with them is. You can see the swarms of people lining the walkways. So, we can now say that we've seen the Cherry Blossoms. Once was definitely enough.