This past weekend, I had the pleasure of visiting my sweet friend Tiara in Washington, D.C. Ironically, Tiara and I became close friends this same weekend seven years ago in college, so it was the perfect weekend for us to reunite. Tiara is also a Black Girl White Coat; she graduated with her Master’s in Social Work from the prestigious Howard University and has lived in D.C. since.
I worked three nights in a row last week and had the bright idea to fly out immediately after I got off work Friday morning….learn from my mistakes and don’t do this unless you absolutely have to. I flew into DCA in Virginia Friday afternoon, was reunited with my best friend Tasia; and Triple T Weekend officially began!
Tiara had the perfect itinerary scheduled for us that included happy hour as soon as I arrived. We went to Agua 301 on the Navy Yard of D.C. and indulged in girl talk and margaritas. After being by myself in Denver for the past month, it felt good to be around Tasia and Tiara. I’m amazed that after all these years, our friendship has not changed one bit; such a blessing!
Saturday morning, we went to the Hirshorn Museum to get our fine art fix before the ratchet activities began… because #balance. For brunch, we met up with some of Tiara’s friends at Shaw’s Tavern. Shaw’s won me over with their bottomless mimosas, their cute patio, and their friendly staff. After brunch, we toured the city and just enjoyed each other’s company.
Tiara’s friends suggested that we go to Sugar Factory for the evening. I’d always heard about Sugar Factory and was pleasantly surprised they had one in Union Station! Sugar Factory is such a fun little bar; I highly recommend it if you are ever in Vegas, New York, Miami or D.C. (PS. I heard you should skip the food and just enjoy the drinks. I’m not speaking from experience, but I don’t like bad food so when people make suggestions, I listen).
We went out on U Street Saturday and Sunday night and I was very surprised at how big D.C.’s nightlife was! There’s so much to do in the city; D.C. should definitely be toured by day and night. Don’t plan on sleeping when you go, just sleep when you’re dead! #TanishaAdvice
Monday morning, Tiara went to work, Tasia headed back to Houston and I was able to enjoy my last day exploring the city solo! I have wanted to tour The National Museum of African American History since it opened. When they first opened, you had to buy tickets months in advance and stand in line for hours before getting in. I had every intention to buy my tickets before going but never found the time. Monday morning, I woke up and just prayed for the opportunity to get in with no ticket. I walked from Union Station in the freezing cold and stood in line with all the other tourist who had their tickets in hand. On a whim, I started a conversation with an elderly woman who was by herself. Mid-conversation she asked me, “So, you have your ticket?” I embarrassingly responded, “No” and she said, “Well baby…don’t worry, I have an extra!” She handed me my ticket moments before the doors opened and I literally felt like Charlie from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory y’all! I couldn’t believe it, this woman just gave me a golden ticket!
I was so extremely honored for the experience. Growing up, my parents and grandparents always stressed the importance of our black history and culture, so this was truly a dream come true! I met many people in line and inside the museum who were traveling from all across the country to be there; many were old in age. I was humbled to be surrounded by so much history and with so many adults who lived through the Civil Rights Movement and beyond. What an experience. The museum was absolutely the best part of my trip! With my bags in tow, I left the museum and caught an uber to the airport just in time for my flight back to Denver. I was grateful to check D.C. off my bucket list and can’t wait to see what’s next for me!
Thanks for the memories Washington, D.C.