Sunday in Review: Falling in Love with DC

I wish it were possible to fall in love every single day.  I mean, don’t you?  The pitter-patter of your heart and that roller coaster ride feeling in your stomach?  It’s my kind of perfect.

Falling in love with something you feel very familiar with is definitely challenging.  You can completely forget that, while you were off thinking you knew everything about this thing, it was just waiting there, ready to surprise you with something new.

What does all of that sappy stuff have to do with yesterday?  Well, I’ll be darned if D.C. didn’t totally make me fall in love.  Here’s the story: I’d gotten into a major rut, riding the Red Line between the same three stops and frequenting all of the same little shops and restaurants for weeks.  So when my friend Kady (who’s just about to wrap up a year-long exchange in the States from New Zealand) said she was visiting D.C. this weekend, I was beyond excited that she asked to go to the Newseum – holy someplace new, Batman!  (It’s even, like, nine stops away on the Metro – talk about big steps.)

This place is the writer and news enthusiast’s mecca.  I love that the museum posts the front page of a major newspaper from every state (and some international ones, too) each day.  These two papers are from my home digs – pretty snazzy!

A piece of the antenna from the WTC and front pages from 9/11 news reports on display

The Pulitzer Prize winning photo exhibit?  A photographer’s dream.

Kady and I even got a picture with the Capitol Building!  #TouristTime

After our rendezvous at the Newseum, we enjoyed a little taste of France at Paul Bakery on Pennsylvania Ave.  Am I the only one who can’t resist a good macaron?

So, call me a fool in love – D.C., you’ve got my heart all a flutter.  Let’s do this more often, kay?

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