Alley Dive! I haven’t done an alley dive in several weeks, so I was long overdue. I love the secret life of alleys. Besides the usual stuff (dumpsters, rat traps, parking spots, back patios), each alley has its own quirks and personality—like the skinny little foot passage in this L-shaped alley that sneaked between buildings…
I am not sure what evil forces of the universe conspired to open an ice cream shop only steps from my house. But as today just happened to be their grand opening, and as I just happened to be walking by, I figured I might as well make this new neighbor my New Place for…
The last time I came to Kenilworth Gardens in 2016, I wasn’t walking well enough to visit the boardwalk area over the marshes, so I have to specify that only that section of the park is my official New Place for today. (P.S. Today I could walk it no problem!!!!) But the whole outing was…
My 200th new place of the year!!!! To celebrate this milestone, I got me some Carolina BBQ at this joint that is (perhaps dangerously) on the way home from the hospital, hidden down a little side alley. I’ve known about it for years but never stopped. Tonight I needed both a fast dinner and a…
Today was definitely a WTF day here at One New Place. Aggregate Industries and Vent Shaft E-14 were NOT my intended destinations tonight. I didn’t even know Aggregate Industries and Vent Shaft E-14 existed. Nor do I know exactly what Aggregate Industries or Vent Shaft E-14 are (or exactly where I was–somewhere in NE DC).…
Oh lookie here! A new place to sleep tonight! Not quite the Ritz Carlton, but hey, it’s a New Place. I’ll take it! . Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Poor little, inauspicious Thornton Place NW. It’s barely noticeable (even it’s street sign is camouflauged) between its swankier connecting streets, Wyoming and Kalorama streets. Only a scant block long, it doesn’t even have an address to claim as its own—only overflow (the sides and backs of properties) from it’s tony neighbors. But I was glad to…
Like a cross between a micro-brewery and the back-woods still your great grand-daddy set up down by the river to entertain friends—that’s my best description of “Bardo.” You really have to search this place out: No roofs, no buildings, no doors—just a ramshackle plank signpost announcing “Bardo” and a path leading down by some Job…
Continuing my DC pool series. . . today I got an invitation to my friend B’s apartment pool. I didn’t even have to go into the water to love this place. We ate lunch at one of the poolside tables and talked about traveling with two young friends of B’s from the Netherlands who were…
We raced the sun west to get to the McKee Besher sunflower fields before dark tonight. I hadn’t even known about this place before this morning. But when I read in the Washington Post that the sunflowers in this wildlife management area were in full bloom, I texted a friend and said “Let’s go!” …