Thursday, January 20.
This day was devoted to a short tour of some of Baltimore bookstore. Leisure dangerous for our luggage ...
As usual now, we traveled by bus to Baltimore, then went looking for a shop that had been spotted on the Internet, army surplus and other similar utensils (hunting .. .) to dig up a hood (see Day 5). At first glance it looked closed, but we came up anyway, and it was open. And there were indeed found a balaclava for my man!
Tadaaaa!
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| When I tell you we are not like other tourists! ;) |
Then, towards the tourist office near the port. Open this time. A lady came to us and starts talking to us, may I inquire, where are you from, what do you, blahblahblah ... I told him that we are the footsteps of Poe, etc..
Do you think they would have talked about the museum or the cemetery? No, not even ... She told us what she did as she was visiting. Hmmm ... Asked a map of the city proper has had a little difficulty we find one, we are left with several volumes found mostly by ourselves ... but before leaving, he still took us to go see their little film by 11 minutes with Baltimore ... It was understood that they were bored all firmly in there, so good, two tourists in the month of January, we will not let them go without they see the documentary! Fortunately, he spoke of Poe, finally, to his grave ...
The first library was located nearby. She was very nice and located in 2 buildings. Book Escape her name.
I am left with three books (and not small ...)
On the way, we saw a strange bird. I do not know what it is. Do you know you? :
Coming towards a second library, you meet someone in a wheelchair over the curb, looking sleepy. My man says "He will fall" and at that time the rear wheel of the wheelchair over the curb and drop it. The person is on your back on the road. It tries to meet a man comes and helps us, 3 it came from behind the person, redéplier the chair (which had folded after the fall) and the back inside. It was a bit far from the curb, but hey, the other gentleman is gone, and we just did not know what else to do ... The person (I do not know if it was a man or a woman) was aware, always in the same condition as before the fall ...
So we go to another bookstore, this time a cafe bookstore. It was fun, a corner with shelves, tables in the middle with the bar at the rear, and across an Internet and flyers for shows, concerts, exhibitions, and so on.
But it was more focused history, politics, society, and I have not found what I was looking for.
A third library, where there we did not stay long, the publisher asked us what we wanted. Poe. He showed me a book I had already ... Then he pulled a rarer still, The Edgar Allan Poe Scrapbook , a kind of full collection of articles, illustrations, stories about Poe ... I bought that book too:)
We then returned quietly, bus, and as the fund was down, we do not even pay: p
the evening, I did some more research and have noted the addresses of places on Poe, for the next day:)
I let you go again a little Baltimore)
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