Generally people use long holiday weekends for vacations, quests and tasks. Okay, maybe we just plan to fulfill a personal agenda, but how often does that actually happen? The only things I effectively completed on my list this weekend were: drinking, sleeping, and hanging out. And I excuted them all rather well, thankyouverymuch. After an excessively unmotivated weekend and a very wet, long commute this morning, I was met with the adversity of an office suffering the last month of the fiscal year; being one day short of the week didn’t lighten the tension in the sales department either, as I’m sure you can imagine.

By lunch time I had to escape, and the deli in the basement wasn’t going to cut it. So, I went down to my car, drove two miles to the outskirts of Bethesda, and proceeded to get lost in North West. If you’ve never taken an afternoon ride through the somewhat-suburban neighborhoods around American University, I highly suggest it. The houses are beautiful, and you’ll find more green here than you may expect for Friendship Heights. No, stoner, I mean foliage. When the sun finally decided to come out, it peeked through the trees and spilled light onto the gorgeous old ramblers along Massachusetts Avenue. Discovering a new reason to love my city is enough to get me through the day. If you live or work in the area, I urge you to escape sometime.