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Apologies for not getting this up sooner; Internet access was intermittent lat night

I was awake this morning before I woke up. After conducting a haphazard mental inventory of the assorted plans and logistics, I got up, showered, and finished packing. Decided to omit the poncho given the forecast; time will tell if this was as unwise as it presently sounds.

Plenty of amusingly pleasant experiences thus far: no line whatsoever at the United check-in desk. No line whatsoever at the security checkpoint. Despite indications on United’s website, the interior of the plane’s fuselage does not resemble a full sardine can; my entire row, save myself, was empty at the time cabin was sealed. And by entire row, I mean on both sides of the aisle.

The plane was an Airbus A320, an which only bears mentioning due to the prominent lack of rivers upon which it could set down should doing so be necessary. No dramatic rescues off submerged jet wings in New Mexico!

Dulles airport was also surprisingly uncrowded — no busier than your typical major airport. The bus ride to the Rosslyn metro station, however, was quite full. I passed the time chatting with the woman sitting next to me, who lives outside Santa Barbara and got her ceremony ticket through her nephew who works in Sen. Feinstein’s office.

The metro was reasonably full through the city — perhaps unusual for a Sunday evening. Upon arriving at my hosts, I was treated to fine delicacies: DVRed playoff football, Soy Vey-marinated chicken and mini chocolate Teddy Grahams.

Tomorrow promises to be more interesting.