25 & 26 September
I had never taken the 5A bus to Dulles. The only other time I’d even been to Washington’s major international airport was to pick someone up, and for that I drove out. I suspect the 5A is usually a large bus with a rack for luggage like what I’d seen on the B30 to BWI, the bus to Laguardia in New York, and between the parking lot and terminals at Dulles. But today something was off. When I reached L’enfant Plaza, an older couple was complaining that the previously scheduled bus never arrived and that they were in danger of missing their flight. A bus driver on the 14th Street route guessed that it broke down. When the bus arrived, it was actually two smaller, standard WMATA sized buses instead of the large luggage-oriented bus I had anticipated. We all filed on and I sat in the back.
And then there was the traffic. I-66 was unexpectedly slow moving for 2pm on a Thursday. I never did figure out what caused the mess. And, of course, once the bus got past the Rosslyn stop something in the engine went haywire. It didn’t affect the driving, but it created a very loud pounding sound right behind where I had sat. I now worried that I might miss the flight. Fortunately, once we got onto the Dulles toll road, the traffic disappeared and I arrived with–not plenty– but a safe amount of time to spare. Enough time to snap this photo that is supposed to have the moon in it: Continue Reading