Mary, John, Mandy, David, and Dan are survivors of the wrath of Poe.This past weekend I organized a trip to Baltimore. I have never had a bad day in Baltimore and this day did not disappoint. First of all, it was hot. I mean hot. We stuck it out and made our way to the Harbor Craft and Music Festival. We watched a few bands, had a photo shoot, and bought a few things - mainly water to keep us hydrated. We walked to Little Italy, where we ate at Amicci's, had dessert at Vaccaros, and were taught how to play Boccie Ball on the public courts.
The plan was to go to the Harbor for some free entertainment and then a group of us would make our way to see Edgar Allen Poe's grave site -- so creepy. However, we got our dessert and it started to rain. When I say rain, I mean pour. It was amazing. We did not know what to do and the other cars full of our friends decided to go home. Mary said, "I think that we should go see Poe." As she said "Poe", the lightening crashed so close to us that we could hear it crackle. It was crazy. The lightening kept hitting too close for comfort as we desperately searched for Mary's car. We got in the car and drove to Poe's grave in order to undo whatever we did when we said his name the first time.
I have seen the grave many times, since it close to the University of Maryland, Baltimore campus, but it has never been creepier than it was that night. With the rain, lightening, thunder, Poe's white headstone seemed to glow. David tried to jump the fence but we talked some sense into him.
All in all, a great, creepy experience.
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