Can't Help Falling In Love

Can't Help Falling In Love

I don’t think George David Weiss, Hugo Peretti and Luigi Creatore were thinking about Washington D.C. when they wrote the song “Can’t Help Falling In Love,” made famous by Elvis Presley. However, the sentiment is the same. I’ve only been in D.C. for a little over a week, and I can’t help but fall in love with this city.

If you’re anything like me, you love your small hometown and wouldn’t trade growing up there for anything. Maybe you went to college away from home, but then your college campus became its own kind of small town, too. Maybe it seems like you’ve met everyone there is to meet at school, especially for those of us in fairly small arts programs in correspondingly small, private liberal arts colleges. If you feel like I’m talking directly to you (or even if you don’t), come to D.C.

You might even be lucky enough to land your dream internship, one that will empower you as a young professional. Keep in mind, I’m still speaking from my first week. I’ve been working at the John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts for one week and already, I feel like I am contributing to a larger goal for the organization.

You might live with total strangers who become (hopefully) lifelong friends in minutes. The kind of people who you rush back from Walmart with for an orientation meeting that you cannot be late for and laugh as you walk in right on time.


You might pass pieces of history during your daily commute. Every day I see the Washington Monument, which, fun fact: you could lay down in the Grand Foyer of the Kennedy Center and still have room to spare.


There are a lot of places to see and people to meet in a city like D.C., and I plan to discover as many as I possibly can. I can sleep when I’m dead, right? If you want to, you can read about them all here, and by all means do; but if you’re really like me, you’ll be itching to get down here and do it all yourself.

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