Last weekend I was in Washington, D.C. for a conference. David had family visiting, so I went solo. Traveling alone is one of those things I like to do. I like having quality “me time,” and in general, it’s fun being able to do whatever you want to do without worrying about your traveling companion/s. One night in DC, around midnight, I ended up bringing a quarter chicken, plantains, beans, and a pupusa back to my hotel room. Completely awesome. Give me freedom and I eat chicken and pupusas. The downside, however, is that you have to be more alert when traveling alone. Unfortunately, there are just too many crazies out there looking to take advantage of certain situations. Where am I going with this? Well, last weekend, on the way to Ben’s Chili Bowl, I had the misfortune of being confronted with a premature half-smoke on the train. MORE ยป