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Archive for 24. February 2009
Washington D.C.
24. February 2009 by Fortunato Velasquez.
The young lady walked up to the check-in counter pulling two large heifer-patterned suitcases, big black splotchy spots on white, a black backpack with large black Mickey Mouse ears framing the back of her head. “You must be with the Peace Corps,” the attendant said. “How can you tell?” she replied. I had just finished dinner and proceeded up to my room. As my taxi drove to the Georgetown Holiday Inn from the airport we had passed by the Washington Monument and the Lincoln Memorial and The Kennnedy Center. I can see the Washington Monument from my room window (click on the picture). I settled into my room and went to bed about 10 p.m. and was just dropping off to sleep when my previously unkown roommate arrived, took one look at me and said he must have the wrong room. I left the door standing open and went back to bed. The young man promptly went to the bathroom where he remained for the next hour or so. I dropped off to sleep. This is going to be an interesting sojourn. After ’staging’ we leave for Honduras early Wednesday morning. I may not be able to post or email for the first few weeks, so please dear readers, be patient. We’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto. Or maybe we are.
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