The blogger meet-up began with the usual introductions and chitchat. Brightened Boy is just a few years older than Shaggy Hair Boy, and it felt perfectly natural for the three of us to be wandering the city together. We discovered an old church, where I may have accidentally broken the door to the choir loft. We ended up, eventually, at a restaurant in Chinatown, where we ordered way too much food and continued to talk non-stop.
We used several different navigational methods to find our way back to the Park with the Arch: Brightened Boy tried using the sun as a guide, I had theories about which way the traffic was going, and Shaggy Hair Boy looked at the map.
When we reached the fountain near the arch, I decided I ought to take pictures. After all, I was walking with two young men who both have incredibly gorgeous long hair: I knew my readers would want a visual.
“Go stand in the fountain,” I said. I figured the white of the spray would be a great backdrop for all that gorgeous hair.
Brightened Boy went over to stand near the edge, but Shaggy Hair Boy, with a fine disregard for his dry clothing, went striding into the fountain. Brightened Boy hesitated just a moment and went after him.