Passport Health Arlington Travel Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most clinics were still quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Passport Health Arlington with an unusual package. The receptionist raised an eyebrow as he signed for it. Inside was a small box wrapped in brown paper. As the receptionist opened it curiously, she found inside a thermometer, some band-aids, and a note that read: 'For your patients' peace of mind.' Turns out, it was just a thoughtful gift from a regular who appreciated their care.

2. At dusk, while patients waited for their appointments, an elderly gentleman noticed something peculiar outside the clinic's window. A steady humming sound, like distant bees, grew louder with each passing minute. Curious, he peered out and saw nothing but a delivery driver placing boxes in the van across the street. Just as quickly, the humming stopped. Inside, another patient joked, ‘Must be those new mosquitoes they’re breeding.’ The old man smiled, shaking his head, thinking it was probably just his imagination playing tricks again.

3. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver parked outside and opened the van’s door. Suddenly, a small dog darted out, barking excitedly and sniffing around the clinic's entrance. No owner followed, leaving staff puzzled as they watched the little canine explore. The dog seemed perfectly happy wandering around, until one of the nurses noticed it had found a hidden supply closet. With a mischievous look, she whispered, ‘I bet he’s just checking if there are any treats!’ And indeed, after a few minutes, the little fellow emerged with a mysterious package under his paw—likely some forgotten lunchbox or travel brochure. A regular neighbor later claimed ownership, explaining that their pet was always on the hunt for new adventures.

4. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver parked outside and noticed that the clinic’s neon sign seemed to blink in time with the distant church bell. Curious, he approached the door and heard soft music coming from inside—a lullaby playing on an old radio. Inside, amidst empty waiting rooms, he found an elderly nurse humming along, her eyes closed gently. ‘Morning,’ she said, not startled at all. ‘Same time every Sunday, I come here for my coffee break.’