Saturday IV, Sunday I
2:47am, and we’re in our hotel, finally. We managed to get a little lost trying to get around DC – we ended up driving around the Pentagon a few times. Probably not the best idea to be driving around the Pentagon in an unmarked white van at 2:30am, the night before a major national event. The Pentagon Solar Energy Farm is pretty neat, though.
Most of Pennsylvania was just, to quote Dan’s quite accurate assessment, a blur of orange cones and concrete roadway dividers.
We unloaded all our crap into our rooms, and then crashed, hard. According to Dan, Chuck and I snore in sync.
The morning required coffee. Expensive, weak hotel coffee, but coffee nonetheless.
Off to the club…