1. We’re chillin at Naval Air Station Jacksonville waiting for a space available flight and who do we meet in line? 
An older couple who had flown in from California for the trial of the man who murdered their son—and shows no remorse. I had read about this trial yesterday and was stunned by the murderer’s excuse: “He shouldn’t have tried to be a hero.” Shameless. “I have to get out of here,” the mom said. “I’m suffocating in Jacksonville.” She said the murderer’s mom was rumored to be at the trial and she wanted to find her and tell her this was her fault. Chris and I discussed that at length later.
2. Chris said he was going back outside to make another phone call. Wait, watch our stuff (as in, my laptop and purse) for a sec so I can run to the loo. I come back and Chris is over at the counter
asking a question. When he sat back down, I leaned over and said, “I’d feel more comfortable if one of us stayed with our stuff.” “I know,” said Chris. “I went over there but I had my eyes on it the whole time.” During this five second conversation, a guy walks behind Chris and collects Chris’ magazine and Dr. Pepper. “Well good,” I said, “but you didn’t notice that guy take your drink.” Chris looked over his shoulder as the guy threw them both in the trash. “Good point,” he said. Hours later I was still puzzling over this when Chris told me he thinks the guy was in maintenance. I thought he was wearing regular clothes, which made it weirder, so that’s good.
3. We’re trying to get off Fort Meade Army Base but the gate we came in closed. I call for directions. Everything has pristine patriot names—Annapolis Street, English Drive, etc.—so I wasn’t surprised when the lady said we had to go straight to the dead end, then take a left at Abe Lincoln Red Light. “Ok, straight, then left on Abe Lincoln?” (Pause) “…No…” I knew as soon as I heard myself say it. “Oh, would that be a blinking red light?” (Laughter on the other end) “…Yes.” “Ok, thanks.”
4. We finally found our way off base and up to Baltimore, where we had dinner outside at M&S Grill and walked along the Inner Harbor, where I took to the photo below. Fun place! I had crab soup with a Vermont amber lager and Chris had blackened chicken fettuccine. We split a mini creme brulee. Yum! It was kind of chilly, which was a nice change for us Floridians.