Old stomping grounds
I flew into DC Sunday in preparation for some meetings Monday and Tuesday. I had a little time on my hands, so I took the Metro over to Rosslyn. I was walking up Wilson Ave. when I crossed Fort Myer Ave. Memories. I looked to the left and could see the carillon in the distance. Fort Myer was my first duty post in 1972. I lived at South Post, which has longed been bulldozed. It is now hallowed ground as part of Arlington National Cemetery. I have a little time Monday and may take a tour of the grounds there. I haven't been there in 15 years.
Stimulating the economy
So here's how it goes to fly these days:
Because the meeting was spur of the moment, I got whacked with an $80 fee for not booking 14 days in advance. Like I can really control that.
It cost $17 to check a bag.
Two dollars for some water.
It costs $10 a day for the privilege of checking the Internet from my room.