After a tremendous all-family-members-on-deck tickle fight, we got to enjoy a date night out on the town thanks to a surprise offer by my mom to watch the kids. Though we were feeling unprepared for spontaneity *chuckle* and a Friday night curled up on the couch watching the History Chanel sounded better than trucking it through 0 degree wind to a loud bar for a couple drinks. But, we took her up on the offer to babysit the sleeping children after we put them to bed. That means that we left the house at 10:30 and got to DC, parked, and in the first club before midnight (way past my bed time)! Why did we drive all the way into the city? Mari suggested that it would be fun.
And it was :). We started off the night listening to live music at a practically deserted jazz club. When the singer sang No Woman No Cry with her melodic, raspy voice, I was in a blissful, calm and romantic state of mind. How rare to have all three feelings at once. Then when the band's set ended, we walked next door to the dance club Heaven and Hell. The lower level was rap or gogo, the upper level was trance or techno, and the middle level was dance hall or regga. We danced and danced and it was so fun. I especially loved the 'regga,' that's what Mariano called it, but I'd never heard it before. It was like a mix of Reggae and Dub music. After tiring ourselves out we finished the night with a couple multicolor dressed falafels from Amsterdam Falafel House. The shop has a fixins bar filled with a variety of different color and flavor adornments for your falafel. And their pita is organic. It reminded me of an aurevedic meal. Because there were so many colors and flavors: pickled beats, purple cabbage, baba ganoush, garlic sauce, curried cauliflower, so many colors!
So we had a great night and what made it extra special and fun was that we were in Adam's Morgan. You see we used to live there before I got pregnant and we moved to the suburbs. So we had a great few months of heyday going to the clubs together, dancing, listening to live music. It was nice to recreate those times.
Then when we got home both of the kids were in our bed. We curled up with them and woke up together. Some of the best times are just playing around with the kids in our little bed room, but it doesn't hurt to get some alone time every couple years.