Milon in Washington DC

A conversation that took place one day at 305: Grandma: I like to look at my photos every now and then. Tattarn: Oh, we know that! Grand...

I have this weird fascination with grocery stores. When I travel, that's one of the first things I check out. Maybe it's connected t...

That thing about not crying when leaving DC worked out a little bit so-so. Almost a whole hour into the flight I just stared out through t...

I've closed the 305 door one last time. At this very moment, I'm surfing on Starbucks' free AT&T wifi, waiting to board a pl...

The Super Shuttle will be here any minute and my bags and I are ready to go. Well, as ready as one can be, leaving a place that has become a...

Arlington is offering gloomy weather and rain today. A little bit like how I feel. I've taken down the flag. The running shoes are waiti...

..because it was the last DC day. Two girls who know how to enjoy life, know how to deal with that kind of situation. We put on a show. It s...

We don't think much. We don't do much. We don't write much. We mostly hang out and simply are. Saying goodbye and wrapping up is...

We only have a few days left here in our W-A-S-H-I-N-G-T-O-N baby D-C  and we try to use our time wisely. As a last roomie get-together we j...

These days are just weird and there are so many mixed feelings. The apartment is cleaner than it has been in weeks and all our belongings ar...