Okay listen. I grew up (and currently live) thirty minutes from our Nation's Capital. When all my friends from college happened to move here, I was pretty stoked. This being said, not every single overnight/daytrip I have in D.C. is super duper fun. This past Sat./Sun. was super fun, however.
Start off with dinner with my #1 eat-together buddy, then go to a house party in this insane amazing-view loft, where people show up with either plaid button-downs or fake blood.
Then move to Black Cat to dance, but find no dancing -- only rules about not sitting on certain bowling games.
End up at Wonderland, which is fun for the first time maybe ever, even though creepers keep trying to dance with you -- so much so that you must lie about your sexual orientation to try and keep them away (it was a dumb idea and didn't really work anyway.)
Wake up annoyed on Sunday because it's pre-noon Sunday and you drank the night before. But, but! You're going to a breakfast buffet that is also part of a
top-secret zine article and this is research dammit. The
Mansion on O St. is like an adventure with a side of breakfast -- which is pretty much how it should be.
Basically you gorge yourself on sub-par breakfast foods, then embark on a self-guided adventure tour through the "mansion," which is about four or five rowhouses pasted together with lots of secret doors and stairwells.
It's really pretty freaking fun to walk through all the weird themed rooms. There were a lot of bidets and expansive bathrooms and everything is for sale.
We learned that Gina really likes to sit in fun tubs.
I took about 58K pictures in this place, because it's the type of place where you do so. We only found a few of the secret doors (the one above was so well-disguised: it's a full-length spice shelf in the staff kitchen, and it led to a kind King Arthur's wine cellar), but we did find a lost grandma lighting up in the basement.
Despite being very tired and still very hung-over, we sat in Dupont Circle -- long enough to observe the above ladies pouring their unwanted pickle juice into the fountain. What do you think they were thinking? "It's already so polluted, might as well add this essence d'Vlasic to the mix."
Dumbarton Oaks is cool. You should go there.
There's this cool topiary maze which might just be some bushes, or may be intended only for very small children. Either way, it's very fun.
Alyssa threatened some small children (and their parents) in order to mount the above swing*!
*not really.
