So Washington DC is lame. Well, ok so we rode the metro to downtown and walked around in the rain for a little bit, walked into the USDA building and got a cup of awful coffee. Daddy, in one of his prouder moments ate some scrambled egg off the counter by a breakfast buffet that looked like it had been sitting for 6 hours, now he feels ill! Really?

This time daddy gets the total frisk down from security, he didn't look pleased. (this is happening right now). No problems as it turns out. I think ill go outside and have a smoke. Ok, well they don't even sell matches at the airport, no problem, I've been known to shit fire.

Well, we are about to get on the plane to Atlanta, then a short lay over and off to Peru!