Well, I'm back. And both flights were delayed. The flight down was delayed by snow, the flight back was delayed because the captain wasn't there. Or something. Apparently no one informed the captain that he was supposed to be the captain of our flight. Or... something. I'm a little hazy on the details, other than knowing that we wound up boarding some 5-10 minutes after we were scheduled to depart.
But, I'm home. Pepper (my cat) is glad to see me. Or at least glad to see my empty suitcase, one of the two. I think based on the purring he was just glad to see me. The scratches on my shoulder mean something, too. He's cute. Where are the band-aids?
So, uh... I guess that's about it. I'm home, the trip was tiring, and didn't really teach me anything I didn't already know (I did learn some things, but not really anything useful, and certainly nothing that I needed to go to Washington DC for).
But it was a fun experience none-the-less.