May 16, 1996

I am in a posh, luxury one-bedroom Homewood suites hotel in Washington, DC.

Washington, DC.

While I traveled across the multiverse the past year and a half, I never traveled far in space. We traveled as far north as Crescent City once, but that was about it.

I fekt klike a schoolbioy when I fuirst entered SFO, looking around at the place,. I even had druinks and a snack at Chili's, before boarding the 737 operated by American airlines.

I figured I must have fallen asleep when we crossed the Rockies, and I woke up mabye hald an hour before the plane landed at Dulles. I made a phone call and then a driver sent by Senator Feinstein's office picked me up.

I soon checked in to my room.

I did want to tour the nation's capital. It had been over twelve years since I last been to D.C.; of course, it was another version of D.C.

I had to get rest for the hearing tomorrow.