Across the pond...#48

Long time gone from my computer and now I am back in the USA .. I reached Dulles airport on Monday, drove all the way down South Virginia on route 295. Names of places are familiar as there are ringing the bells of the Civil War, Manassas, Alexandria, Fredericksburg, Petersburg, Richmond former capital of the South plagued for ever by Jefferson Davis.. I am cruisin in a red Impala and the FM is unfortunately not playing "Roadrunner", only Lynird Skinird "sweet home Alabama", the South indeed.
The weather is beautiful, and the colours of the trees though not vivid keep a bit of their Fall magic. In the end of the afternoon, I reach my destination. I get the key of my room at the residence facility.
I have a coffee and get out for dinner, I have fish of the day grilled , we are close to the sea in the Peninsula. People have not changed much after one year and still the same president. In the plane bringing me from Europe, I noticed a tiny girl in her twenties carrying lots of bags and various pieces of luggages. After landing in Dulles , she got all her stuff out of the closets and something fell out of one of her bag, a soldier helmet covered with the camouflage one uses in desert... greetings from Bagdad I guessed.