My knowledge of wine is limited, so when people say that they are going to “wine country,” I assume that they are headed to Napa or Europe. Apparently Virginia has a wine country as well, which we explored on a recent day trip to Middleburg, VA.
Our first stop was Quattro Goomba’s — a winery about 40 miles away from Washington D.C.
Quattro Goomba’s also has a brewery. That is where we spent most of our time because: beer > wine (particularly on muggy weekends.)
A sampler flight at Quattro Goombas Brewery in Middleburg, Virginia
The outdoor areas of Quattro Goombas Winery in Middleburg, Virginia
The main hall of Quattro Goombas Brewery in Middleburg, Virginia
Kids playing in the outdoor areas of Quattro Goombas Winery in Middleburg, Virginia
Beer among the children
Quattro Goomba’s is a very family-friendly place that bans tour buses. There are large open spaces with dogs and children running around. Continue reading “A trip to Virginia Wine Country” »
I was at the library last week when I had the horrifying realization that finals are only two months away.
This was the scene playing in my head: Continue reading “The Realization” »
I haven’t been good about going to monuments or museums, but festivals are another story.
Michael and I recently went to the H Street Festival, which is Washington’s version of Grand Old Day. The festival spanned about a dozen blocks and had plenty of food, crafts, dancing and dogs.
A dog and festival goers at the H-Street Festival.
A recycling-themed car at the H Street Festival.
Dancing at the H Street Festival in Washington D.C.
The crowd at the H Street Festival in Washington D.C.
Continue reading “The H Street Festival” »
It is 10 p.m. and I have been trolling airline websites for almost an hour.
Hurricane Irma is crawling toward Miami and all of the flights are sold out.
There’s one seat left for an American Airlines flight. I quickly enter my payment information and hit purchase.
The system then tells me that the flight is sold out.
This situation repeats five times before I realize that American falsely claims to have a seat left for all of its sold-out flights. I move on to several other websites.
After a few more failed attempts, a purchase finally goes through and I call my mother. Continue reading “My mom’s unexpected hurricane vacation” »
Washington D.C.’s Chinatown is a place that I will get to know well this semester — in addition to being the site of the closest subway stations to school, I am also externing at a law firm in the heart of Chinatown. Continue reading “Chinatown” »