For a week in May, my cousin, two friends and I toured Washington, D.C. The lovely lady who hosted us – Hazel – lives in Virginia, about 70 kilometers as the crow flies. But the states flow together, linked as they are by a tangle of highways. There’s also excellent commuter train service, but that’s half an hour’s drive from her home. Flying Porter Airlines to Dulles was a treat. Instead of the crush and chaos of Pearson, having to take the Go train then a shuttle bus to Billy Bishop airport was a piece of cake.Only taking carry-on was an adventure, because my bag had to weigh under 10 pounds or they’d charge $47 to check it in. Needless to say, when the…
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