Even though I was there for work, and was stuck in conference rooms for the majority of the time I was there, I still managed to get out and have a blast (sacrificing sleep in the process). Seriously. Here's my timeline (and I'm not sure how I survived):
- Arrive at 6pm
- Dinner at 7pm
- Drinks until 4am (totally excessive) Saturday
- Up at 10am
- Meeting from 12pm-9pm
- After dinner drinks til 10pm
- Excessive drinking until 2am Sunday
- Up at 6am
- Meeting from 7am-5pm
- Drinks at 6pm
- Dinner at 7pm
- Passed the **F** out at 11pm
- Up at 6:30am
- Meeting from 8am to 12:30pm
- Lunch meeting from 12:30 to 2:30pm
- Depart for airport (to arrive back in CA at 11pm. HOWEVER...)
- Missed connection in Denver, stay night in Denver with old high school friend.
- In bed at 1am (3am East Coast Time)
- Up at 10am to catch 12:30 flight
- Home by 3pm
However, the places I did all the excessive consumption is what makes DC amazing.
Old Ebbitts, the 4th busiest restaurant in the country, one of the oldest, open til 3am, with a late night menu starting at 11pm, the best bartender on the planet (Brian, the Scot who loves Reggae music) and not one, but THREE amazing bars to choose from. Also a standard stomping ground for Congress and the President (many of them).
Ceiba, only the best mojitos, shrimp and taco nachos and fish tacos in the city, and within walking distance from Old Ebbitt Grill and the White House.
The Robins Nest at the Willard Hotel, this is only the place where the term "lobbyist" was originated. There's enough history here to knock Mrs. Deveroux, by High School History Teacher over (and she wasn't a petite woman).
These are just a few. There are more, but I will have to reserve them for another post. For now, I bid adieu to the place that has given me so many wonderful memories, so many sleepless nights, and rarely changes from year to year.