I left DC yesterday evening, spoiling myself a little with an Amtrak ticket instead of taking the bus. Good decision, especially since I got to spend a little time in Union Station.
When we passed through Baltimore, I looked for Omar and Snoop on the dark streets full of vacants. No dice.
I got to Mathias & Jules’s place by 10:15 or so without making a single wrong turn all the way from Penn Station.
I know I’m home here when there’s a mammoth in the window. I guess the plants were really huge in the time of mammoths, too.