Considering that we haven't flown since 1989, this has been a whole new experience for us. I went through the Security on San Juan, in the same clothes I wore down here and all the bells went off. I had to be inspected, patted down, asked if I had an artificial hip and finally when I had to turn the waistband of my jeans inside out, they let me go. We had dinner at the Firkin and Fox, a British pub in Washington D.C., run by Chinese people. good way to kill 2 hours. Did you know what a Firkin is?
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