There was yet another bomb threat today, this time at the building right across from my office. Fabulous! My ciggie break was therefore very entertaining, watching the (surprisingly fit) DC fire department hang out with four of their trucks - a bit excessive, really, but whatever. I’ve always been drawn to flashing lights so that didn’t bother me.

There was no bomb, of course. False alarm as usual.

Last week there was a bomb threat at the Washington Monument which stopped traffic for hours, probably because they closed two of the busiest roads out of the city. That, too, ended up being nothing.

And I forgot to mention that people here have been - seriously - warning me about not standing at any window for too long. Apparently there are secret service agents everywhere, all prepared with sniper rifles, ready and willing to shoot any ’suspicious person’ who looks like they’re scouting the area.

… though I don’t know how they’d tell the difference between a terrorist and a tourist, if that’s all they’re looking for.

Unnerving, to say the least. One can’t help but love working in a capital city!