Note too self: all those people waiting for the bus under the tree at the far side of the parking lot aren’t wimps, they’re SMARTER THAN YOU.

Thankfully, most of this had died down before the con kicked in. Still, it made for a nasty few nights.

(Historical Notes: This might confuse anyone who’s waited for a bus at Union Station recently and is wondering how on Earth I managed to get sunburned while standing in the middle of a giant parking complex.  You need to understand that, before they did all that stuff, the Megabus stop was in this reeeaaally sketchy empty lot up on K Street.  So yeah, it was MORE than possible to get fried to a crisp at the time.  Thankfully, I headed down a lot earlier than usual, so I had an extra day or two to get de-singed.)