I slept in and nearly missed brekkies. We took the train to town then walked to the Museum but no Vermeer – did see a few other things but didn't have the time to linger. Then back to the airport. My flight was on time, landed early. Pas was delayed 90 minutes (even though he was boarding when I went to my gate next door), and then he had to spend the night in Washington, DC. Gruden just slept and barely greeted me with whining when he woke up. Way to make me feel missed, dog.