The drive from Boston to Washington D.C. took a little longer than we expected. We had to backtrack through New York, then through Baltimore and into D.C.
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| So I'm driving, driving, driving... |
When we arrived, we found that the "hostel" we had booked was ambitiously defined. It was in a part of town which I could succinctly describe as "dodgy," and was a guy's house, which he had called a hostel. We stepped back out the door to "find our passports," and looked for alternative lodgings.
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| Powering through Baltimore. |
We wound up staying right in the heart of the city, five blocks from the White House. We made our way south to find some dinner, and ate at a place called Harry's, because it served hamburgers and had the football on television. Both the Liar and the Skeptic opted to head to bed early, so the Talk and I watched the Giants/Bears game and ate cake.
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| "One serve" of cheesecake at Harry's. |
We didn't know, at the time, how sick the Liar really was.
My friends and I continue to enjoy reading your blog, and seeing pictures of these exotic places however, 5 posts in one day does result in blog bloat.
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