I had weekend plans with a co-worker to view the cherry blossoms at their peak bloom in the D.C., but plans fell through and I ended up going solo. Despite the hour long drive, it was well worth it to see the cherry blossoms in the Tidal Basin for the first time. Would I brave through the crowds again next year? Probably not. But this lesson has taught me to continue with plans even if one person tried to ruined yours. I’m glad that I continued my efforts to see the cherry blossoms at their peak season and not allowed another person to rob me of my happiness and opportunity for a great experience.
Growing up into anime culture I always held sakura flowers as some sort of sacred relic from the past. As naive as I was back then, it shook me to realize that cherry blossoms did not only grow in Japan – but in the U.S.A. also! But was it worth falling in line, trudging past all the other tourists just to see them? I guess it’s really subjective.
After the event, I wandered aimlessly taking photos of lovely spring flowers.