1. The McDonalds on 14th and U Street
Morning, noon, and night this McDs is a hotbed of nefarious activity. Most interns capitalize on the late night restroom access, but long lines sometimes force young people to pull the maybe-if-I-squeeze-into-this-corner-no-one-will-see-me-urinate.
Induction to Nellies is similar to a first experience with Pride; plenty of tooshy grabs, strong well drinks, and sweaty dancing. Weekend nights are prime for catching guileless interns, unaware of what they’ve gotten themselves into.
3. Hawk ‘n’ Dove
The two star yelp review is a good precursor to Hawk ‘n’ Dove. Laura C. of Seattle, WA asks, “WTF is the bartender with the ponytail’s problem? Why are you so mean, sir?” Well Laura, the ponytail may be the bartender’s first problem. The second, I’m sure, is the mere fact he works at one of the few dance-bar-hybrids open till 3am on weekends, which are lenient on IDs. Interns can be found replicating mixer-style grinding on the small dance floor upstairs.
Madhatter is the archetypal Hill-intern happy hour bar, complete with $1 beer nights and raucous fist pumping. Come here to find the overachieving carefully sip Yuengling in front of their supervisors, and their supervisors wondering if they made the right move coming here with their interns.
5. Front Page
Conveniently adjacent to the Dupont stop (on the CVS side) interns use Front Page as a central meeting point for those unfortunates staying at American University. A small beer selection, indeterminate character, and questionable quesadillas are no problem when you’re too stressed out managing schedules and plugging numbers into Excel.
Washington D.C. gets long, humid, and dry summers. The annual arrival of countless interns will inevitably tax patience in cramped corners of the city, but pocket judgments and be thankful for the live theatre.