Red Bull Doesn't Always Give Wings

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Before Mukarram left for Hajj we purchased tickets to go see Red Bull's Flugtag at the National Harbor. We took the metro to the bus terminal near the Hoffman theater and were bused across the bridge to the event. We eventually found a spot toward the back where we could see what was happening with a relatively perfect view. After about 30 minutes some people on the grass left so I quickly maneuvered my way down and we now had a perfect vantage point.

We saw work groups flop into the water, friends cascade off the platform and others just nosedive into the abyss. The most memorable (in a sad way) was a group of college engineering students that were using it as their final project. The emcee was talking all kinds of hype about how amazing it was going to be because, hello, they went to school for this. Sadly, THEY DIDN'T EVEN  MAKE IT OF THE PLATFORM BEFORE IT FELL APART! It was so sad to watch!

Overall it was a hilarious, fun and relaxing way to spend a Saturday, that is until it started pouring rain. When it did more than sprinkle we bolted for the bus, where we had to wait in line getting wetter by the second. By the time we got back to Pentagon City we were pretty wet, but it's okay, we had fun! We stopped in at CPK to dry off and eat a late lunch, where I also got this amazing photo of his post-downpour curly hair. Love it!