Sylvie and I made it on the Amtrak which was delayed and arrived in Union Station in Washington, DC just before midnight. We looked for a bus to Silver Spring but had to take a taxi instead. We checked into a very nice hotel, the Silver Spring Ramada where most of the other guests also are staying and found a goodie bag with a big Hersheys and some mineral water in our room. Very thoughtful and generous both.
So far as I can discern, there is not much in Silver Springs outside of parking lots and Volvos, I suppose in that order and no place for a newspaper early in the morning which is when I wake up.
Today, my nephew Adam, becomes a man. Momentous. But next time, perhaps he should do so in Manhattan.
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