Carolina Young Alumni take Washington D.C.

Let me begin with the most hilarious TV quote ever from last night's Glee:
"I hate Duke like I hate the Nazis."
Dook is a fine school, I just never want to see them win another basketball game (we don't have to worry about them ever winning a football game...that'll never happen).

This past weekend began my month long gallivanting binge since I finished my spring semester (grades pending but look promising) and get to unwind for a bit.
Road Trip: D.C. or bust... not without a stop in Richmond, Va.

Above: Meg, me, Jeff, and Jordan stop at Cafe Guttenberg for some veggie/vegan cuisine. I'm a half-hearted, Monday through Friday kind of vegetarian, but if I could eat like this all the time, I'd kiss my carcass eating good-bye... as long as I could finish with ice cream sandwiches like theirs too!
Below: I don't know how we weren't friends in college. My grades would have suffered terribly, but it would have been ridiculous... kind of like our lives now.


The trip started off with paying a visit to my best friend from college, Alicia, and surprising John Heyward (her boyfriend and another member of my bestests) for his 23rd birthday in Alexandria. Needless to say he was floored.

The next day was spent sight seeing (and by sight seeing, I mean shopping at H&M), and paying homage to some historic site. Obama left town so we had to postpone our happy hour with him for another visit.
As the proud donor of $3 to the Carolina Young Alumni and the lucky bff of Meg, the trip took us to the Lotus Lounge to meet & greet and rub elbows with some of Carolina's finest new grads. It became obvious that the farther away from Chapel Hill you get, the more important the UNC connection becomes. Simply seeing someone wear your Alma mater's t-shirt makes you automatically love them and trust them because they must know what it's like to rush Franklin St. after a National Championship, sit in the Pit on a gorgeous Friday afternoon, or smell like Chase.
Meg is pretty much awesome at her job and it was an awesome event! Got to catch up with another of my closest friends, Laura, who I've known for a couple of decades. After graduating from nursing school, she made the big move to D.C. Nothing can separate townie love though and we met up later that night at Saint Ex to hug good-bye until later this spring.

Enter: Morning after. Pack up, load the car, pass out, get home, unpack, repack, load the car, head for the mountains!