Cinnamon Girl

My trip to Washington D.C. was amazing. Josh and I tried some great wine from the
area, we ate at Open City, a little Italian place in Georgetown, an Italian place by the Omni Shore
hotel, and more! We saw the white house where the grass is dead and the trees are awkward. Everyone seemed much more interested in the executive building next door that had sky high rafters and was being remodeled. Three times the size of the white house, it was much more appealing. We also ended up going to an Irish Pub across from the hotel. I can't remember the name, but we met this guy who was there for the weekend to fill our needing ears with some amazing music. He played Neil Young, Bob Dylan, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, and pretty much all our favorites. I couldn't get enough of Cinnamon Girl! For some reason I loved that song even more when it was a guy tryin' real hard to win over a tough Irish crowd. We went back the second night and proceeded to get pissed only to have the whole bar dancing by the end of the night. It was magic! We had so much fun together in the last four days that I felt like I was falling in love all over again. Yeah, yeah, it sounds lame. But it was truly more fun than our Mexico trip. We hung out at the pool and drank smoothies, went for walks through the neighborhood, ate croques in the morning while hung over, and laid in bed for hours watching movies and ... such.