And, as Sunday drew to a close, I cashed this:
. . . which [nearly] paid for dinner here:
. . . and followed it up with a few glasses of Malbec here:
. . . and then hit McCarren for the Red Eye back to D.C. at 11:59 pm.
After sleeping a grand total of ZERO (0) hours Saturday night, I was asleep before the plane left the gate . . .
Not a bad way to spend a weekend.