Recently
I returned to this neighborhood on a Sunday afternoon. I checked the entertainment center at River
Place, walked around the grounds, went through the Rosslyn Metro Mall, and exercised
at Gold’s Gym. This was the Gold’s
location at which I originally established my memebership in September 1999.
Personal Origins. During home leave of summer 1980, our family
stayed at the Key Bridge Marriott. Its
claim to fame is a pool which is both indoor and outdoor; you can swim under
the glass window from one side to the other.
Sometime in 1984, my parents
purchased a co-op efficiency (studio) in Rosslyn, Virginia. During the summer of 1986, my entire family
stayed in this efficiency during our summer home leave. That’s two adult parents, two adult males (my
brother and I) and our younger sister, who was 11 years old at the time. Two
sofa beds and a cot took up 95% of the floor space when we were sleeping. This
was somewhat claustrophobic, so we spent most of the time out and about, coming
home just to sleep.
In summer 1990, I graduated from
University of Maryland, College Park, my parents moved back to the US from
Paris, and in August 1990 I started school at the George Mason University School
of Law, which is located in Arlington.
Back then it was still in the former Kann’s Department Store
building. Since Rosslyn was just a few
Metro stops, an hour walk, or a 10 minute drive, from there, I ended up moving
into that efficiency. In October 2004 I
moved to a larger efficiency at Skyline (Route 7 & George Mason Drive), so
it’s been 10 years since I lived in Rosslyn.
History. As you might imagine, my father knew much
more about the world around us than I did – going back to the 1930s. An example of this was his description of
Rosslyn in the 1950s. At that time,
pawnshops were illegal in DC but legal in Virginia, so Rosslyn was a sleazy den
of pawnshops. By now only National
Pawnbrokers, up the street on Lee Highway, remains.
In more recent times, Rosslyn is
exempt from DC’s restriction on building heights – as not to obscure the
Washington Monument – so it has a fairly modest skyline of skyscrapers, the
tallest and oldest of which are the USA Today buildings; as a skyline, it’s about
the same as Norfolk or Richmond, nothing too dramatic, but enough to piss off
armchair architectural aesthetes from DC.
Too bad. This little skyscraper
city version of Rosslyn, as it is today, is the Rosslyn I lived in for 14
years.
Road Hub. More so than any other part of Northern
Virginia, Rosslyn is the biggest hub of roads.
First off there’s Key Bridge,
which crosses the Potomac into DC, veering west to Canal Road and Foxhall Road,
and east to M Street and Georgetown.
From the northwest comes down the George
Washington Memorial Parkway, which leads further south to Reagan National
Airport and Old Town Alexandria. From Rosslyn, Route 110 runs south to the Pentagon, Crystal City, and I-395. I-66
comes out of Rosslyn and goes due west, all the way out to Front Royal and
I-81. Not to be confused with the older
Route 66 – Chicago to L.A. and mostly replaced by I-40 in the early 1950s –
this highway is the main east-west highway in Northern Virginia. Route 29, also known as Lee Highway,
goes roughly northwest of Rosslyn over to Fairfax. Route
50, aka Arlington Blvd, also goes west to Fairfax and follows I-66 almost
parallel, and it intersects Route 29 in downtown Fairfax. Finally, Wilson
Blvd. goes up the hill and leads through Arlington all the way to Seven
Corners, where I work today.
About the only two major roads which
don’t pass through Rosslyn are 495, the Beltway – Rosslyn is well within the
Beltway; and 395, the extension of I-95 (the Maine to Florida interstate
highway) which goes inside the Beltway up to DC. I-395 comes over the 14th Street
Bridge a bit further south than Rosslyn, although it’s a short 5 minutes on the
GW Parkway passing by the Pentagon to get onto.
Another Dad-Nugget: I-95 coming down from Baltimore does NOT hook
up with I-395 coming up from the Virginia section of the Beltway. Why not?
Because DC spent the money originally allocated for that connection to
build the DC Metro. I-395 finally
expires in the center of town at New York Avenue. Anyone driving from north of DC (coming down
from Baltimore) and intending to continue south of DC (down towards Richmond),
or vice versa, is theoretically supposed to follow 95/495 on its eastern half. This is why the western half of the Beltway,
running through Montgomery County, Maryland, spouting off to 270 northwest, and
going into Northern Virginia, is called “495”, while the eastern half, going
past College Park and through Prince George’s County, Maryland, across the huge
Woodrow Wilson Bridge, and through Alexandria, is called 95/495. Bypassing Baltimore on I-95 is as simple as
just going through the Fort McHenry Tunnel, or the Harbor Tunnel, instead of
having to take I-695 all the way around.
River Place. This
is a co-op complex of 4 10 story brick buildings, all in a cross-shape. My unit was in the North Building, on the
fifth floor, facing southwest down Route 50, with a view of the front gate and
Lynn Street. The complex had an outdoor
pool and an indoor “entertainment complex”.
This complex was primarily a poorly stocked gym with one treadmill, a
ping-pong table, and 3 permanently disabled hot tubs. Since I left, they’ve upgraded this to a
somewhat more modern gym and pool tables.
Phil Next Door. My best friend Phil, who had visited me at
River Place several time and fully appreciated Rosslyn’s hublike qualities,
moved there in 1993 into a duplex. He
remained there until 2000, when he and his then-wife Julie moved to a larger
single-family house in nearby McLean.
His duplex was a short 10 minute walk from me, so I could drink at his
place and walk home. That was fun and
convenient while it lasted.
Key Bridge &
Georgetown. Key Bridge is a large, ornate 20’s era
bridge from Virginia to DC. The DC end
is Georgetown, a neighborhood consisting of M Street and Wisconsin Ave
(perpendicular to each other). There are
lots of bars and trendy stores, so it’s a great place to hang out and
socialize, especially on Halloween. Walking across Key Bridge is a nice
experience: you can look up the Potomac
and see DC.
In January 1996 I went to see
Motorhead at the Bayou (a now-defunct club under the K Street Whitehurst
Freeway). Bone dry, walking across. By the time the show was over, the bridge and
all of Rosslyn was covered in 2 feet of snow.
This blizzard was so enormous, it killed almost a whole week of
work. My brother, who had been living
with me at the time and working at TASC next door, was stuck out in Centreville
with his wife’s family.
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