There are lots of places in the world that I would gladly live in if I had the money. Georgetown — easily my favourite neighborhood in the Washington D.C. area — is one of those places.
I had my first introduction to Georgetown more than a year ago, when my boyfriend and I met up with a friend of ours from the German language immersion summer camp that we work at (Which is also, coincidentally, where we met. I really need to write up a post about our story because I think it’s pretty much the cutest thing ever. Summer love, long distance across an ocean, finally ending up in the same place, traveling together (and surviving) and quite possibly the best Birthday gift(s) I’ve ever given. What more could you ask for? But I digress…).
We met her for coffee and cupcakes and Baked & Wired (the local’s alternative to the famous DC Cupcakes down the street) and that was pretty much the exact instant I feel in love with the place. How could I not, sitting on a comfy couch eating a cupcake the size of my head?
When I returned to DC this summer, going back to Georgetown was on the top of my list. Although Daniel has never totally understood my penchant for just wandering around and looking at pretty buildings, he puts up with it. So on my second day there we were on the metro and off to go explore more of gorgeous Georgetown.
We started off our time in Georgetown with lunch at Good Stuff Eatery, a local chain with delicious and creatively named burgers (including two honoring the former President and First Lady). Their design style is also impeccable, so I really had nothing to complain about.
While we were eating, I booked us a last minute spot at Crumbs & Whiskers — DC’s first cat cafe, which I had only just found out about that morning. Although the prices were steep (and I’m allergic to cats), I just couldn’t help myself.
Our first mission after lunch was to find a pharmacy where we could buy allergy pills. With that out of the way, we had a full half hour to explore Georgetown — and explore away we did.
I dragged Daniel up and down every street I could, while he made sure that we were heading in relatively the right direction so that we wouldn’t have to backtrack when it came time to go to the cat cafe. And you know I snapped away happily, hardly paying attention to any of that.
Crumbs & Whiskers
Our designated time slot at the cat cafe approached quicker than we expected, and soon enough we were through the door and placing our coffee orders at Crumbs & Whiskers (we both ordered cold brews, though the coffee was hardly the point of our visit).
Then, it was upstairs to the main cat area — aka my own personal heaven (although maybe not my watery eyes’).
It took a while for the cats to warm up to us — especially because there were two overexcited tweenage girls who thought the best course of action was to pick up a cat who had absolutely no desire to be picked up.
I gave the attacked cat enough time to simmer down before approaching her. But I think my quiet and calm demeanor had a pretty good effect on her after two young, loud girls. We became fast friends, and after discovering that she really liked chin scratches, I spent the entire rest of the hour hanging out with her. Not that I had much choice, of course. Any time I tried to cool it on the chin scratches, she would demand more. It took everything I had not to adopt her the end of our visit (all of the cats at Crumbs & Whiskers are adoptable).
I did at one point pass the chin scratching off to Daniel, though. During that time I got to know a few of the other cats at the cafe. Nicholas, for example, really liked tummy rubs — and escaping from the summer heat by passing out on a cool metal table. Charlie, on the other hand, was a loving lap cat from Kuwait with a chunk of his ear missing.
I loved each and every one of them, but eventually had to return to my first love: Yara the Chin Scratch Lover.
Our cold brews arrived pretty late into our time with the cats (they pick up the coffee from a shop down the street, rather than make it in house). But I was so enamored with the cats that I hardly even drank any of the coffee while I was there. The drink holders did provide some fantastic photo ops, though. As did just about every design feature of the cafe. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more instagrammable place in my life.
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Eventually, though, our hour was up. I said goodbye to Yara through tear-filled eyes (though that might have just been the allergies). Then we headed back towards the Metro, wanting to beat the rush hour crowds.
If You Go
Georgetown is an absolutely gorgeous bit of Washington D.C. that I highly recommend checking out if you have the chance. While there aren’t many traditional sightseeing opportunities (though you should have got enough of those at the National Mall), it’s a fantastic place to wander, get lost, and scout out your dream home.
Georgetown is also home to Georgetown University, with its beautiful gothic architecture. Well worth the climb up the hill to get there.
If you want to visit Crumbs & Whiskers, Washington D.C.’s first cat cafe, you’ll have to book in advance. Reservations cost $18/person for one hour of time with the cats on a weekday and $22 on a weekend — drinks cost extra and are rather overpriced. So consider getting your caffeine fix somewhere else and going purely for the experience of having loads of cats to hang out with. I’d still say it’s worth it.
Have you ever been to a cat cafe (or any other animal cafe for that matter)? What did you think? Let me know in the comments down below!
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