That's it? It's so small.

Have you ever asked yourself: "What would you do with your life if money was not an issue?"

I have. And I do, frequently. The most clear cut (and obvious) answer I have is simple: Buy a new camera, pack up a very large backpack, and hop on the next plane to Paris. Unfortunately, like most twenty somethings struggling to find their place in post-grad society, I have put that dream on hold until while I try to get my life in order. My friend Sammie; however, has chosen to follow her dreams and take a trip around the world.

Sammie and I met sophomore year of high school. I have chosen to bury most memories of high school, but out of the few friendships I have sustained since, Sammie has been one of the most consistent. We became much closer after college, and continue to become better friends every chance we are able to spend time together. A few weeks ago, I was able to visit Sammie in her current place of residence, Virginia, and we were able to explore the DMV area for a few days. If you know me, you know that I work a ton (and don't go out much because Suburbia is a dreadful, dreadul place), so this weekend was a nice break from my current life. 

Autumn in Chicago is undoubtedly my favorite time of year. I love seeing green turn into hues of red, orange and yellow. I love the feeling crisp, autumnal air on my skin when I go for a run. And I love drinking excessive amounts of tea and lattes in oversized sweaters. My only complaint about the season is that it's incredibly brief (and that treacherous Midwest winters follow it.) Fortunately for me, the foliage on the East Coast peaked in beauty the weekend I was there. Every where we went, beautiful colors followed.

 

Sammie and I both appreciate a good glass of wine, so we spent a full day roaming through Virginia; tasting full bodied reds and crisp whites, as well as doing one of my favorite things: eating (fancy) cheese with crackers. 

An Instagram post of our delicious plate at Chateau O'Brien in Markham, Virginia.

An Instagram post of our delicious plate at Chateau O'Brien in Markham, Virginia.

Sammie getting her inner model on after a few rounds of wine.

Sammie getting her inner model on after a few rounds of wine.

I absolutely love history; and while my heart lies in the galleries of the Louvre and through the streets of central Italy, American history brings out my inner National Treasure Nick Cage. So while the weekend started with fall foliage and wineries, it ended with exploring the National Mall and streets of Georgetown.

The Jefferson Memorial

The Jefferson Memorial

U.S. Capitol Building

U.S. Capitol Building

An Instagram post from The Library of Congress. Sadly, it was Sunday when we visited and it was closed! This was my only disappointment from the weekend. And Nick Cage's.

An Instagram post from The Library of Congress. Sadly, it was Sunday when we visited and it was closed! This was my only disappointment from the weekend. And Nick Cage's.

Steve Miller. A local photographer selling his prints in the Eastern Market of D.C., who just so happens to have NINE permanent images in the Smithsonian. Incredibly inspiring man.

Steve Miller. A local photographer selling his prints in the Eastern Market of D.C., who just so happens to have NINE permanent images in the Smithsonian. Incredibly inspiring man.

An iPhone shot of my favorite place visited over the weekend. Floor to ceiling books. Also known as heaven. Check out my Instagram for a look on the inside.

An iPhone shot of my favorite place visited over the weekend. Floor to ceiling books. Also known as heaven. Check out my Instagram for a look on the inside.

A rare selfie from The White House. SO MUCH SMALLER THAN WHAT YOU EXPECT.

A rare selfie from The White House. SO MUCH SMALLER THAN WHAT YOU EXPECT.

The Washington Monument at sunset.

The Washington Monument at sunset.

As you can see, this weekend was full of wine, foliage, history and a few bad jokes.

While I am unable to do this often, it is important that I remind myself what I would do if money was not an issue; and allowing myself a small indulgence through a weekend getaway. If you don't, how are you supposed to be sure of what you're really working toward (and what you really want)?