USo here we are, killing time in Dulles airport waiting for our flight home in an A380 (The Mechanic is well pleased). We got here far too early as we had to check out of the hotel and it was too hot to do much outdoors (I didn't want to travel back smothered in Factor 50 sun cream!). We had a slight problem at check in when the BA 'operative' said our bags were too heavy and we had to take some stuff out. Given we had lifted them easily on to the scales and they only weighed 13 kg coming out (limit 23kg) it seemed unlikely. However after a little debate I suggested that the scales were weighing in pounds not kilograms - which was in fact the case! We were driven up by a suicidal taxi driver who spent the whole journey telling us about all his speeding / violations tickets, being in jail for not paying them etc, drinking coffee and then sorting out some paperwork on the passenger seat - all the time haranguing us about US policies on just about everything. I was very glad to get out alive........
I hope none of you have developed nomophobia in our absence, but don't worry if you have - I am considering opening a cyber wellness clinic as my new retirement project and I would be happy to enrol you. A few pictures to end the blog - a giant pretzel, regarded as dinner in World of Beer, the splendid interior of Union Station Washington DC, a final glimpse of the Blue Ridge Mountains and (for those of you with four legged companions) the Dog Dinner Menu.
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