It was a dark and stormy night......well not really, but a lot of good stories start that way. The journey actually began about 8 am from Hampton to Baltimore. Emma and I loaded up in the van with coffee and Jolly Ranchers, yeah I planned this trip well, and hit the road.
We make this trip a lot so after a couple of hours, somewhere just south of Washington DC, Emma pipes up with "You know Dad we haven't seen any red lights so far this trip." Not knowing what she meant I had to ask. She goes in to detail how by this time in the trip I'm normally not happy with the Metro DC area drivers, because we're usually stop and go by then, and today we hadn't stopped at all. I thought about it and realized she was right, and we shared a high five about our good fortune. Just then we run in to stopped traffic. It was almost as if the Metro DC drivers realized we were moving too smoothly, and something had to be done. Thankfully the delay was short lived and traffic began moving again shortly thereafter. This was also the time I realized that nature was calling, but I figured we were close to the train station and I could take care of it when we got there.
The rest of the trip to the train station was fairly uneventful, except for the slowly building pain in my bladder. As we were nearing the train station it had gone from a slight desire to an urgent need. And I'll warn anyone reading this now about a fact that I did not know until Saturday morning. There are no bathrooms at the Light Rail stations to Baltimore. NONE. Not even a Port-A-Potty. Thankfully the station we stopped at was right across the street from a McDonald's, and at that moment in time that was the nicest bathroom I had ever seen. And it gave Emma a chance to get a Happy Meal for lunch, before we boarded the train.
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