Adventures in DC

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People fled US Capitol, White House on foot.

“Run. Get out. Keep running,” police said as they hustled people out of the Capitol with a calm intensity. “Keep going,” officers told the crowd. “We’re under attack,” at least one officer was heard saying as the alert level skyrocketed from yellow to orange to red, the most serious threat.

We’re under attack by two lost dudes in shorts flying a 2 seater! They’re throwing tennis balls filled with urine at us! Umm, they’re wagging their lounges at us! They’re showing us their bums! Oh the humanity!

Meanwhile, in the plane:

What? I can’t hear you over the sound of the map crumpling. Hang on let me toss out this Starbucks cup. Oops, it had a little left in it. Okay, the Potomac should be on the left. Look those people are waving at us… Hi! Hi, down there! Don’t they look small. Hey, what’s that on the horizon? Oh look there’s another one! Hey, look! They’re jets! Cool!