This morning was glorious. Dropped off the car at Mister Tire for the oil change. Jumped the 3A bus to Rosslyn. From there jumped the 38B to Farragut Square. This meant no time at all spent in the hot nasty underground. The nice thing about taking the bus is that you actually get to see Washington, and on my route, Georgetown. You don’t get to do much in the way of sightseeing underground. The other nice thing is that, for both buses, I had a seat.
Got to my office in good time and purchased a bowl of oatmeal, fresh fruit, and an ogret, and I don’t feel like I have that subway ooze on me. This may become the regular morning routine. It is much nicer than the subway, that is for sure.