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48 Hour Guide to DC


I hopped on a plane to DC for a quick 48 hour “Adult Spring Break.” It was the height of cherry blossom season, instilling a tradition for father-daughter cherry blossom trips (also photographed here). In 48 hours, we were able to figure out some of our favorite spots, museums and useful tips and tricks. It boiled down to this here guide.

Where to Eat

a baked joint – the bakery off-shoot of DC’s baked&wired, we visited this “joint” everyday for a substantial breakfast and caffeine fix. Dad’s favorite was the sugar-encrusted, raspberry kougin-amman.

La Colombe – Not a new-to-me spot, but La Colombe never fails in terms of flavorful espresso and cold brew that I now crave daily.

indigo – An outdoor, twinkly-lit Indian restaurant where you order from a chalkboard at a window and eat on picnic tables outdoor. As the summer months near, this is a perfect spot.

Ethiopic – I centered our meals around global cuisine and introduced my Dad to Ethiopian. A little different from what I’m used to but their green bean dish was something special.

2Amy’s – a Love Taza favorite that serves my favorite, neapolitan pizzas

Beefsteak – A Jose Andres fast casual concept, they prepare veggies that even my Dad enjoyed.

Shouk – Voted DC’s best fast casual, Shouk is veggie-friendly with hearty servings of flavorful, real food. Their sweet potato fries are something stupid.


What to Visit

Newseum, African American History Museum, Washington Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, Lincoln Memorial, Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, Georgetown neighborhood



Adult Spring Breaks



Adult spring breaks. They don’t formally exist, but I believe they should. Far removed from the spring breaks consumed with excessive consumption, adult spring breaks should be mental breaks. In my case, situated in Washington, DC, accompanied by my father and chalk full of museum visits and coffee breaks.

I think it is necessary to reevaluate, readjust and reaffirm. An internal re-calibration, of sorts. As an adult, and even as a halfway-formed collegiate adult, I noticed our tendency to say and not do. Situations where we say “let’s get coffee” or “I’m going to go to grad school.” Situations where we believe that our words carry more weight and meaning about our character than they do. It is as if the manifestation of words feeds some internal belief about ourselves. Some belief that seeks the words’ reality to be reflection of who we are, rather than our actions.

The materialization of words, and not actions, is painful for all involved. To be the “friend” who is always promised with the potential of a coffee date. To be the person who speaks highly of her dreams and goals, that will forever remain exactly as such. Adult spring breaks help acquaint us with exactly who we are, who we want to become – and most importantly, how to become.

Photographed in Georgetown, Washington, DC.