I got in late, slept too short, and now I'm up. I'm in a new-ish kind of nice chain hotel. My sense is that I'm looking south from my hotel window over a new "loft" building (with a swimming pool on the roof), a Metro train yard, and then, in the early sunshine in the distance, a squashed cupola that memory tells me is the Library of Congress. Scanning the skyline, another familiar fragment: the statue at the very top of the U.S. Capitol, standing atop its little columned structure at the top of the dome, rises above the roofline of a much more recent building.
Hey. It's Washington.