Baltimore was the first city I ever visited in the US. Ten years ago, only months into my first 'proper' job as a forensic DNA researcher, I got the opportunity to go to a conference there. It was my first trip abroad on my own and I stayed for a few days, taking the MARC train to Washington DC and doing the tourist trail. Little did I know at the time that ten years later I would be walking down the same streets with my husband, son and growing bump - a resident of the US!
This weekend we went on a trip to Baltimore, our closest city, for David to take part in the marathon. That is a whole other post which he should write for himself, but he did it, and I was very proud. I will blame the baby hormones for the immense pride and large number of tears I shed :)
And you know something freaky? I can't wait to start running again...
Here are some photos from our trip!
