Hilton Garden Inn Baltimore / White Marsh
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Business Services
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I plan to provide photos and some commentary as our trip progresses. I've set up our whole itinerary on this site, but there won't be any content on a given day until the end of that day at the earliest. Feel free to follow what we're seeing and ...
... most Americans quietly mumble some of the words they can recall, while the singers appear to compete to see who can artistically draw out what should be a two-minute long song the longest to 2:30 or 2:45 minutes. There’s occasional chatter from some corners to change the anthem to something easier and less materialistic, but likely candidates like "God Bless America" or “America The Beautiful” are either too religious or too wimpy, so the ...
It was time to travel again today. My first experience of using the Greyhound bus which I took to Baltimore. It was quite nice not having to pack so strategically for the airport nor check in two hours in advance in order to go through all the security. It was quite a new bus and an efficient service, I certainly can't complain at the $10 price I paid. I hadn't been able to organise homestay here and the hospital couldn't find a host family either but ...
... in the UK seem to close quicker than they open. And I don't know if it'd have the same feel to be served by some girl in a proper Yorkshire accent. Unfortunately this one was closed for a private function. The search continues. The hostel is a big sprawling thing. Lots of space with big old man arm chairs. There's just no-one there to fill them! I was for example the only guest signing in today. My dorm has some proper white haired old men in it too. One of them ...
... when it came right down to it I was hesitant. Not hesitant in that I would choose at the last moment not to leave physically, but hesitant in that I didn't want to let go emotionally of everything and everyone I had let into my heart during my decade in Maryland.
I woke up automatically at 5:58 am so as not to have to deal with my dreadful cell-phone alarm. The morning air was stale, damp and cold in my basement apartment, and I knew before I walked groggily outside that it ...