Monday, January 24, 2005
On Sunday, we went to worship at the Vietnamese Alliance Church in Dunn Loring and then stopped by the Eden Center for lunch afterward.
On our way to the airport on Sunday, we saw a whole bunch of pro-lifers outside the Holocaust Museum on the side facing 14th street, next to the Treasury Department building. They surely got the attention of everyone driving by. I think it was a rather meaningful location because of the holocaust of all these helpless babies in the name of choice.
We didn't have time to visit the National Cathedral but after dropping off my parents and brother at the airport yesterday, I did make the drive down Massachussett Ave. and check it out. I also saw all the embassies along the street and also the Naval Observatory master clock.
I was almost late for my flight out of Reagan National at 7:17. After dropping off the rental car at Enterprise, I hopped on a shuttle for the airport at about 6:00 this morning. When we were ready to drop off the first group of people, we all realized that one of my bags shifted and sat right on top of the door latch and prevented the driver from opening the door. From the inside, the clear hard plastic barrier blocked us from reaching the bags. I prayed. We tried to get a philip screwdriver from the guy at the checked baggage counter and he didn't have one. Another guy ran inside and found one but it was too small. Finally, with the driver's agreement, I tore through the plastic and pulled the bag to allow him to open the door. He then dropped me off at my terminal. God had mercy on me, there was no line when I got to the check-in line for American, short line at security checkpoint and I got right to the gate just on time for boarding. There was one testy moment when the guy who ran the X-ray machine at the security checkpoint stopped the machine to allow people to get their stuffs piling up at the end of the conveyor and then kept on chatting with his friend without restarting the machine. Thank God I didn't say anything and just patiently stared at him and waited.
On our way to the airport on Sunday, we saw a whole bunch of pro-lifers outside the Holocaust Museum on the side facing 14th street, next to the Treasury Department building. They surely got the attention of everyone driving by. I think it was a rather meaningful location because of the holocaust of all these helpless babies in the name of choice.
We didn't have time to visit the National Cathedral but after dropping off my parents and brother at the airport yesterday, I did make the drive down Massachussett Ave. and check it out. I also saw all the embassies along the street and also the Naval Observatory master clock.
I was almost late for my flight out of Reagan National at 7:17. After dropping off the rental car at Enterprise, I hopped on a shuttle for the airport at about 6:00 this morning. When we were ready to drop off the first group of people, we all realized that one of my bags shifted and sat right on top of the door latch and prevented the driver from opening the door. From the inside, the clear hard plastic barrier blocked us from reaching the bags. I prayed. We tried to get a philip screwdriver from the guy at the checked baggage counter and he didn't have one. Another guy ran inside and found one but it was too small. Finally, with the driver's agreement, I tore through the plastic and pulled the bag to allow him to open the door. He then dropped me off at my terminal. God had mercy on me, there was no line when I got to the check-in line for American, short line at security checkpoint and I got right to the gate just on time for boarding. There was one testy moment when the guy who ran the X-ray machine at the security checkpoint stopped the machine to allow people to get their stuffs piling up at the end of the conveyor and then kept on chatting with his friend without restarting the machine. Thank God I didn't say anything and just patiently stared at him and waited.
