i just cant seem to get enough dc rooftops these days. or crossing things off the list.

despite the lackluster food and service, the music + view + company + not yet unbearably hot weather made for a near perfect dc summer night on the roof at jack rose. not to be upstaged by a late night round of jumbo slice (of vegan pizza fame)  / forever the student, i spent an afternoon working on my finnish flash cards at a new coffee shop in woodley *lucky for me finnish continually ranks as one of the hardest languages to learn. a trip to visit the motherland with 'isäni' is my light at the end of what im sure will be a very long, very dark tunnel / el centro rooftop margaritas with the lovely avra