Independence Day was strange this year.
Having a Holiday in the middle of the week was unusual. The office closed early on Tuesday, which really just meant that the support staff went home early — the associates stayed as late as usual.
After work, I went to drag queen bingo at Shaw’s Tavern with Michael, Brody and Krystal. The host gave out a ton of prizes — half the time the people next to the bingo winner would get a prize as well.
Despite the generous prizes, going to drag bingo after a 12-hour workday was a poor choice. I was exhausted and totally unprepared for the shitfaced rowdy crowd. I felt like running out of the place after bingo ended.
I was in better shape Wednesday morning when we regrouped for brunch at Oz Arlington. This was our first brunch in Arlington since moving to D.C., and I now realize why D.C. people think that Arlington is such a haul from the city.
I guess I’m spoiled with my $8 Uber rides already.
Brunch at Oz Arlington.
A lamb burger at brunch for Oz Arlington.
A Sparkler-type of Holiday
We made our way back to the District after brunch and went to Trade Bar. It didn’t take us long to realize that we weren’t the only people went to brunch for the 4th.
Although there were a few street fireworks on the walk home, we totally missed the big firework display along the National Mall.
I wanted to go to bed early and was too exhausted to even watch from our rooftop. I also had no intention of going to the actual Mall because I wasn’t convinced that it was safe.
Maybe I’ll be more festive and courageous next year.
Boys at Trade Bar in Washington D.C.
A random bagpipe player on July 4th in Chinatown.
Women lighting fireworks in Logan Circle, Washington D.C.
Women lighting fireworks in Logan Circle, Washington D.C.
Fireworks in the Logan Circle neighborhood of Washington D.C.
Fireworks in the Logan Circle neighborhood of Washington D.C.
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