Monday, May 17, 2004
48 Hours
Ok, made it back to DC. Slept about 5 hours between Sunday and Tuesday mornings, but my 4-year old--who had the potential to be a berserker based on her 10-hour howling spree from LA to Tokyo a couple of years ago--was gentle, helpful and alert most of the time. Watching over a kid for an extended period of time is far harder than any kind of work I have ever done, and is perhaps the best test of strength, patience and endurance anyone has ever created. This time I think I got a bye bceause she was well-rested and ANA makes a mean onigri and personal-size pizza.
