June is a terrible month to visit DC. Ditto July and August. I believe it is the humidity capital of the Western World. And when I attended graduate school at Georgetown University there in 1970, the site currently occupied by the Watergate Hotel was home to a fat-rendering plant, perfuming the area with as rancid a smell as I’ve ever experienced. Every. Single. Day. So during this return trip almost 20 years later to visit an ailing friend, the foul odor was gone, so...a joyful jump.