I'm writing this entry from the wrong city. See, I'm suppose to be in New York right now. If all had went according to plan, I'd be finishing up my second day with Jessey and Olga, wandering about the city having a blast. Unfortunately, weather, timing, and United Airlines were not working in my favor this weekend. And after a cancelled flight, a missed flight, and six hours of waiting on standby, I finally decided to cash in my ticket and head home.

Thankfully I have a fantastic boyfriend who generously made the round trip to the airport no less than four times in the last 12 hours. And I have two wonderful friends in New York, who called me repeatedly while I waited to tell me they'd fly to DC if I couldn't get to them. So even after a very long day in a very hot airline terminal, thanks to Adam, Olga, and Jessey, my day wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. Thanks guys. I love you. :)

(The picture is one I took today before I made the final trip home. Its from underneath the front eave of the Dulles airport main terminal. For some reason Eero Saarinen's architecture struck me more forcefully today.)