We took a ride over to National Harbor. The World Cup was going on so they had a big screen set up and there were fans sitting in the hot sun and in the surrounding restaurants enjoying the matches.
I had promised the missionaries dinner for my flood rescue and had planned to cook for them, but mom & dad suggested we go to Golden Corral instead where they could each get what they wanted. After a ridiculous GPS malfunction (again) where we ended up in some neighborhood, the elders called me (they were following behind us) and asked us to follow them. Embarrassing!
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