summer in the city
i'm not gonna lie: i miss chicago something awful. it's really been hitting me hard the past couple of days. i miss my neighborhood; i miss the slew of bars and restaurants and boutiques; i miss the lakefront running path and i miss the sidewalks full of people (d.c. somehow seems a little more deserted); i miss the best drinking buddies
west of the mississippi not on the east coast and i even miss class, as stressful as last quarter was.
at the same time, it's really really weird how easily you can slip back into the rhythm of a city, and i seem to have done that with d.c. and it's nice.
yesterday i woke up when tommy said goodbye and headed to work (which means i slept in a little; the bastard doesn't head out until 9:30 or 9:45). i spent a couple of hours tooling around on the internet then headed out of the house. i walked my well-worn path down to chinatown where i spent a couple of hours browsing at urban outfitters and h&m (not exactly d.c. institutions, but still fun). i hopped on the metro (i still had money on my smartcard, woo) and went up to dupont circle, where i stopped by alberto's for a slice of pizza, then went to get my hair cut by little john at studio 2000 (g., we chatted about you and your loveliness!). later in the evening i went with folks to the f.w. thomas reading at the warehouse, which was funny, and ended up for one person with an art purchase. everyone came back to porch it up afterwards, where i learned how deliciously dangerous ginger ale and whiskey is. but, i woke up hungover free! i am bionic woman!
today i woke up again at tommy's goodbye, headed out to azi's for a coffee and a croissant (one thing d.c. has over chicago is a good independent coffee store with illy coffee within a block of the apartment!). i headed out later for lunch at pizzeria paradiso (i swear i've eaten more pizza since i've come back to d.c. than i did my last month in chicago) with a bunch of medillians. we stopped in at the d.c. newsroom (13th and F) where i heard about the wonders and perks of the national press club (free gym, taco fridays, free breakfasts). jen and i then headed to the museum of natural history, which, something like 15 years since i've been there, is still teh awesome. i'm still obsessed with that elephant in the entrance hall and the insect museum. then we headed up to the national gallery of art, where we ate gelato. and i have to say, i was impressed. i had remembered thinking the cafe's gelato sucked last time i tried it, but the frutto di bosco and zabaglione flavors at least were delicious this time around. it's no snoopy, but, hey. i'll take what i can get.
and lots more fun stuff coming up this week. my little sis's graduation; dinner at palena; galileo grill; possible nats game; celebratory affairs with kriston for him finishing his job. woo, d.c.!