One of the things that I remember of my life in DC is that I was travelling like a spinning top. Literally, the Departure Hall of the International Dulles Airport was almost a second home for me.
One of the good habit I had developed was, after having checked-in, to stop at Harry’s Tap Room and order a ‘Harry’s Burger’.
Then, on a full stomach, I was falling in a sound sleep for the entire duration of my flight.
As they say, ‘il lupo perde il pelo ma non il vizio’ (the leopard cannot change its spots).