Work hard, but always play just a little harder. It’s time to play little catch up on the fun times so far.
The daily grind can be awfully tiresome, but the allure of the weekend can gives me a second wind when I need one. The past few weekends, we’ve braved the unforgiving heat to venture out to Dupont Circle for a packed public viewing of the England v. USA game (feels like ages ago now they’ve been knocked out, doesn’t it?), gone to a pair of baseball games, visited some monuments and gone dancing.
The Washington Center held a lovely picnic for us on the 12th in Arlington, where we got to chow down some grub and bond over the jitters we had over the first few weeks. The Media and Communication Program had us run around getting interviews from people talking about why they enjoyed their internships and D.C., where many folks were too shy to go on camera. Some, though, loved the chance to wax poetic about their internships. One girl even said she loved cataloging for the Library of Congress. Hey, if it makes you happy, then power to ya.
The Soccer in the Circle was a sweltering mess in the best possible way. Hundreds of people crowded Dupont Circle to get a view of one of two screens showing the match, a tedious affair that ended in a tie that left everyone satisfied yet wanting more. The thick heat in the middle was something I hadn’t felt since sometime last year—I loved it, in a way. Then I remembered I came here for something new and I’d prefer to revel in the Swamp again in August, not now.
Amanda and I made a mad dash for Vienna to pick up the car (as commuters, our weekend trips require us to drive to the Vienna/Fairfax Metro station) so we could drive up to Baltimore to catch a game between the Orioles and the Mets. My buddy Elizabeth, a fellow J-school student back at UF who’s from Baltimore, had some extra tickets to the game, so we couldn’t pass 'em up.
A view from our fabulous seats in Orioles Park at Camden Yards
Amanda, Elizabeth and her sister
The three of us after a great night at the ballpark
Baseball is not my favorite sport (football, all the way), but there’s nothing like being in the ballpark for the America’s Pastime with an ice-cold beer and a hot dog. We were able to catch up and have a great time, despite the usual Orioles loss.
Sunday, we took a brief trip to the Newseum, since we had free admission through the InternsRock promotion (a sweet deal TWC and MTV put together to get ALL D.C. interns discounts at different place all over D.C.). The Pulitzer Prize-winning photographs exhibit just swallows you in; it’s such a vivid experience to travel through some of the most important events in history one still frame at a time. That’s just one of many groovy exhibits the Newseum offers. I highly recommend it to any journalism buffs.
On the way back to the Metro station, we got to walk through the 2010 Capital Pride Festival. D.C. is a diverse place, no doubt, and the beauty of it lies in the expression of all of its diverse people. To see people being unafraid of who they were, freely and openly proud of their identities, was a real treat.
With a quick glance back on the way out, I saw this image.
Only five days later Amanda and I would find ourselves back in a ballpark, only this time, we were in the company of a local hero.
Stay tuned.
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