Now, now. Don't panic at the title of how much I hate DC. It's all relatively easily explained in this format that my Emerson friend Christine Ryan and I formed on spring break in our nation's capital city last spring: Dear DC, why the fudge can't you give us some Metro stops near some things that people actually go to see besides the open fields of the mall and while you're at it, make yourselves a quick buck and put some restaurants near the attractions. My legs and belly would thank you. Sincerely, Us, the US.
Putting that behind us, the second day in DC resulted in a wonderful 4 hours spent in the Holocaust Museum aka the most important museum in this country, and hitting up the Museum of American History where there was a new exhibit celebrating the Apollo Theater in Harlem. Clearly this was the highlight of this museum for me since it involved a nice serving of the soul that we all know I have, and it exhibited dresses worn by the Supremes. Life is complete. We topped off the evening by eating dinner at the District Chophouse and Brewery. Fancy restaurant with bigger prices than we usually go for, but I had the best salad I've ever eaten, mainly for it's avocado slices and wonderful vinagrette dressing. This is how I felt after eating it:
Putting that behind us, the second day in DC resulted in a wonderful 4 hours spent in the Holocaust Museum aka the most important museum in this country, and hitting up the Museum of American History where there was a new exhibit celebrating the Apollo Theater in Harlem. Clearly this was the highlight of this museum for me since it involved a nice serving of the soul that we all know I have, and it exhibited dresses worn by the Supremes. Life is complete. We topped off the evening by eating dinner at the District Chophouse and Brewery. Fancy restaurant with bigger prices than we usually go for, but I had the best salad I've ever eaten, mainly for it's avocado slices and wonderful vinagrette dressing. This is how I felt after eating it:
Success.
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