Ms. Daphne Goes to Washington

My trip to Washington, D.C. was overshadowed by Brad Pitt's secret meeting with Obama yesterday. Maybe I'm not having any secret rendezvous with St. O, but I'm still getting things done:

• Flew in to D.C. before God woke up.
• Managed to retrieve my checked luggage.
• Missed 17 hotel shuttles because they code share with another hotel, yet the front desk doesn't tell you this when you call.
• Almost took a cab to the hotel, but didn't when discovered it was the only cab on the planet not to accept credit cards. (Who has cash?)
• Paid $12 to connect to the interwebs from my hotel room.
  
• Went the wrong direction on the Metro after the opening session.
• Walked aimlessly around Georgetown looking for the right place to eat. (not too hot, not too cold...)
• Paid $12 for a cosmo at dinner. (got to love the East Coast)
  
• Almost overslept my morning session.

So you see, mine has been a productive 24 hours in our nation's capital. Take that, Pitt.