More On Cincinnati

A couple pictures from Cincinnati:





And a couple remarks and moments that don’t necessarily go with them:

The bride’s littlest sister trying to start a dance party at the rehearsal dinner. Hanging out in that room was so much fun.

When You Say Nothing At All is an awesome song. This is nothing new, but might as well be reinforced.

On any future trips I will do my best to avoid the Super 8 Hotel in Fort Mitchell, Kentucky. Between the broken lights, the shower falling out of the wall, and the perfectly innocent and non-threatening hotel location and exterior, I’m still not sure what to make of the place. Sort of fun in one of those, “ten years ago I once stayed..” story ways.

Irish car bombs.

I dislike big cities. No one tried to kill me, but there’s still a conspiracy.

“He killed me with a sword!” Err, hold up. They cut the cake with a sword. Were I ever going to get married I would so do that. Just.. cool. Very cool.