Whatever shall I do in DC today?
Another museum?
Some foreign food and a movie?

Kent took me to eat the best kebab I've ever had in my life. I think the place was Pakastani. Well, whatever it was, oh my god, they made incredible lamb. Oh my god. I dreamt about that kebab last night.

Byron is home. I mean home in Houston. That's lessening the blow of my long vacation coming to its end on Saturday.