Happy Hour Capital

Someone once told me that DC had the highest concentration of bars in the United States. I don't know if that's true, but I wouldn't doubt it. If anything, DC has to be the Happy Hour Capital of the country because of its demographics of people who drink from 5-7pm: politicians, lobbyists, a million lawyers, overworked and underpaid government employees, businessmen, tons of grad students, etc.

Probably the best part of my senior year were the happy hours. Margarita Mondays with Ms. Vega, Meng, and Stacy. Brew Co Thursdays with Alex, CoCo, and others. Sonny McLean's with the roommies. I might sound like an alcoholic but that's hardly the case (if you've ever been out with me, you know you'll be lucky if you get me to have more than one drink). Rather, happy hour was a great place to hang out with friends. It was laid back, it was cheap, you don't dress up, and I love bar music when it's not blaring.

While I'll go out to a bar at night every once in a while, it's just not the same...especially when your boyfriend is a few hundred miles away. It's loud, dark, and more full of intoxicated people on the prowl. It can be fun, but I'll have to be really in the mood to make that effort to go out.

Going to happy hour yesterday with my roommate and some of her section-mates was a lot of fun and made me really anxious for summer when I will actually be able to do this every once in a while (I'm getting class credit, not an income). Less than 2.5 months away. I'll be working downtown, have tons of friends also working in the area, get off of work at normal hours, and won't have tons of reading/memo writing to take up my nights. Oh freedom, so close yet so far.