Banff Mountain Film Festival

So last night I decided to go up to Baltimore to check out the Banff Moutain Film Festival that was making its way through the area. I knew very little about this but it sounded cool. Going into it, I thought I was going to leave pumped up and ready to move back West where they have "real" mountains. We left early because it was a little disappointing and I had to wake up bright and early for tennis the next day. But the real action came on our way home. I was with Blake and Paul and Paul was at the helm. We didn't know exactly where we were going because we were looking for 95 south to DC. we were heading south on some side streets and we felt we were getting closer. We made a wrong and turn and next thing we knew, we were the only car around. Paul, trying to figure it out, went screaming through this red light! Realizing this halfway through, he slammed on the brakes and starting reversing as if to reverse all the way through to "make it right" I told him, the damage was done and to keep moving. We then come around the corner and we see this blue light flashing on top this pole as if a crime had just happened and not to come close. What do we do..get closer and next thing we know, we are stopped at a red light and I kid you not, there were about six or so foos just chillin and staring us down. Paul locks the cars as we try to wonder what is going on. We are trying so hard not to laugh but was rather easy because I think we were all a little spooked! Then, this guy in a orange puffy coat was looking at us and moving closer towards us. Then two people crossed the street right in front of us not five feet in front of us. They were all eyeing us! The light was still red and we had no where to go! There are few things I know in this life but I know that these guys were sniffing the pixy stix if you know what I mean. The only thing that was going through this guys mind was "357" or 8" blade? So the light turns green but the two guys are right in front of us and won't move. So Paul weasels his way around them and just leaves a patch right there on the crosswalk and we were out of there! Needless to say, we finally found the freeway and made it home safely. We did however catch the name of the street...Dolphin Street! Word of the wise...don't hit up Dolphin St this side of Baltimore!