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Work Trip: Walking Baltimore

I flew into Philly for a shoot out in the Main Line suburbs. With my shoot and hotel way outside the city I skipped exploring Philadelphia proper. After my shoot I had to drive down to Baltimore where I would not repeat that mistake. I guess I was a little burnt out from all this travel. Sorry Philadelphia.

I knew exactly where to go once I made it from southeast Pennsylvania to the edges of Baltimore, Maryland. Chaps Pit Beef was a must and it didn't disappoint. Think of it as a lightly smoked and bespoke Arby's sandwich. 10/10 I'd eat it again.

I drove in through city streets down to my hotel on the edge of Inner Harbor and Fells Point.

Of course I went for a little walk into Fells Point as soon as I was settled in.




Fells Point at night felt like a melding of Boston and Cincinnati.


I got right back to exploring Fells Point after my shoot at some boarding school out in the burbs.


Sometimes I feel like I just need to live in an older American city. I just love this scale of city with buildings shoulder to shoulder.


After getting ramen in Fells Point I went back toward Inner Harbor and explored Little Italy.




I was looking for something sweet and thought I had struck out. I later found out Vaccaro's is famous for its pastries. Whoops.

The opposite side of Inner Harbor was equally charming along the streets of Otterbein, Federal Hill and Riverside.

Love the Halloween decor.

I don't think I've ever seen an old church split into row houses. Of course a city full of row houses would do this.





They just don't make cities like this in the upper midwest. Maybe St Louis and Cincinnati on the periphery of the midwest come closest.



Baltimore was once infamous for its brick buildings covered in faux Formstone. At least in these neighborhoods it was a rare site.





Until next time Baltimore. I now have three cities I have to take the family too in Cincinnati, Boston and Baltimore.


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