Sherry and I are off to our lovely nation’s capital tomorrow morning. At the indecent hour of 6:41am, according to Via Rail. Contrary to Andrew’s assumption, I will not be bringing my laptop. Amazingly, I can survive hours in transit with only old skool media like books and conversation to entertain me, and nothing but a notebook and pen to record my adventures. And it’s not like we’ll be sans CrackBerry or anything… Of course, the flask is also coming. Whee!
Hopefully I will have grand tales to tell come Sunday evening when I return. And pictures. Cross your fingers that Eric Draven is right and that it can’t rain all the time.