I arrived at the train station this morning about fifteen minutes before my train was supposed to leave, wondering if I had enough time to grab a cup of coffee. I raced to the coffee shop and then back, just in time to discover that my train was running half an hour late. A few minutes later, its status was updated to an hour and a half late. I managed to change my ticket to another train, but that still left me an hour to wander around the Baltimore train station. Fortunately, I had my camera with me and the other travelers were themselves too bleary eyed to pay much attention to me.
