A rather non-patriotic weekend

Instead of staying in Philadelphia, the Cradle of Liberty, for the July 4th festivities, I ventured south to our nation's capital, a decent alternative venue for celebrating the holiday. However, we didn't end up doing a ton of July 4th activities and didn't even make the 5 minute walk to the river for a clear view of the fireworks, but we did poke around the whole city quite a bit. While I've been to DC on numerous occasions, it was a little different this time because we stayed at my sister's new apartment just outside of the city, and I experienced DC from a local's point of view. We walked or took the Metro everywhere and became acquainted with fun neighborhood bars and restaurants, of few of which will most likely become favorites. I was wholly excited for, and admittedly a tad jealous of, my sister who was about to discover the novelties and quirks of living in a new metropolitan city and who was about to start a brand new personal and professional life.

(Bonne chance, ma soeur! I'll be sure to make it down often enough to pester the hell out of you.)