Back in Washington. And for anyone who is new here, don’t bother trying to break into my house because I do not live alone, I have a dog and I have ADT.
My cab was already parked out front when I came downstairs at 6am. My dog did not make a fuss. Traffic was fine. My secret airport security line remained true. I nearly forgot to take my bag o’liquids out, but never mind that. Oh, and I gave the Stare of Death to a chick that tried to line jump me and she submitted to my authori-tay. I had Auntie Anne’s pretzels for breakfast and an absolutely perfect Diet Coke from the fountain.
I had an exit row seat and slept for nearly the entire flight.
My bag was first off the line. My Metro train was pulling up just as I got to the platform. I happen to be using the bag in which I last left my key to the DC office, which is double-cool because I really hadn’t remembered where I left it.
I tried a new combination at the awesome Atrium Cafe deli and it totally worked. The rain held off until we got back to the office. I had a few good meetings and checked in at the hotel where I have perfectly serviceable wi-fi.
I forgot my sunglasses, but you know. It’s always something.
The Travel Gods have smiled upon me and I am grateful. All Hail, Gods of Travel.