I did a majority of my growing up just north of Baltimore. After college I moved back home to work at Under Armour and I hated Baltimore. I wanted out. I went back after 6 years and felt all kinds of nostalgia. The city has changed and is still changing - I think for the better.
Grab yourself an AirBNB in either the Fells Point or Federal Hill areas. Hook yourself up with a typical Baltimore rowhouse and live like a local. Baltimore is pretty walkable (although I wouldn’t recommend walking far at night - Baltimore has changed, but not THAT much) and is best to see on foot. They’ve got some pretty decent places going from $66 a night. You literally cannot beat that.
I used to walk to the (now closed sad face) coffee shop in the Four Seasons. It’s gorgeous. The views are unbeatable. And the pool. Is. STUNNING. If you can shell out $630 a night for a hotel, do it at the Four Seasons.
The Sagamore Pendry was just a run down , vacant police station when I left town. I come back and Under Armour’s Kevin Plank has turned the place into a gorgeous hotel. And I’m partial to the neighborhood - it’s where I lived back in the day.
I didn’t get to hit all of my old time main stays when I visited this time, but for old times sake please go to these places for me:
Red Star in Fells Point has great cocktails and an even better menu. They obviously don’t have my favorite salad on the menu anymore because it’s been approximately 6 years, but that crab cake doe.
Get. The. Tots. At. Sticky Rice. Don’t ask questions, just do it.
Pizza + dive bar = everything I love in one place. I miss Johnny Rad’s nearly every day.
Crabcake dip. Sweet Potato Fries. The source of my mojito love. It’s all there at Havana’s. It’s less of a dive than when I lived there, but it’s still my happy hour main stay.
Take a walk along the waterfront - and I’m not talking about the Inner Harbor. Walk further into Fells Point or towards Tide Point.
The Aquarium is still awesome. Always will be. I love walking down through the shark tanks and spotting the sting rays from the escalators.
Check out Edgar Allan Poe’s grave and learn about Poe’s Toaster - the mysterious person who for seven decades left roses on his grave every year on his birthday.
Get your Amurica on at Fort McHenry, where the Star Spangled Banner was written.
Y’all I could probably keep going forever on this post. But in keeping with my 30 Second goal - I have to cut it off here. In summary: go to Baltimore. Give it a chance. Drink Natty Boh and Bloody Mary’s with Old Bay in them. Eat all the crabs. Go to an O’s game at Camden Yards just to watch the visiting team play (we all know the O’s are sucking it up). Live in my rosy retrospection.