I've had a busier weekend than Paris Hilton with a gallon of Jack. Oy vey! I realized this weekend how much I miss living in Dupont. WAAHHHHHH! I want my Dupont. Anyhoo, Friday ended with a party at David's gorgeous old house in Mount Pleasant where we got quite tipsy on Sangria. :-) In attendance at the party were people from India, Spain, the U.S., Zimbabwe, Sierra Leone, Namibia, the U.K., and Germany. That's what I LOVE about D.C.-the international flavor of the city. So we were all just drinking Sangria out on the porch talking politics and getting tipsy.
Saturday night was the bon voyage party for Jai's 'rents who are going back to India. Thrown in with the above mix were some Argentinians and Brazilians. Add to that a rooftop in Adams Morgan with a view of the National Cathederal and a hot tub and you have bliss. After that is was off to Cobalt and dancing till 3. Oy, my damn knees still hurt. I'm getting old.
I barely had enough time to sleep when it was up again and out the door to celebrate Jamaica's 45th Anniversary of Independence from Blighty at the Organization of American States. The Red Stripe beer was free and the curried goat was yummy. The MC was fucking hilarious. :-)
Then, I got home, showered, and off to Gtown for Chris' 30th Bday at Bangkok Joe's. Some cheesecake at chez danoises and home to bed to be up for ops this morning. Ah bliss! I love les weekends.