John Waters

Early, early one morning in May, a Baltimore woman coming home from a workout stopped at Charles Street and Northern Parkway to help a panhandler. Or so she thought. She ended up launching the mustachioed one on a looney cross-country hitchhiking venture, in which the crafty filmmaker was ferried by strangers from Maryland to California, helped along by a pastor's wife, an indie band, a married couple and a right-wing politician ( Brett Bidle, pictured). We'll get the details someday in a book Waters plans to call "Carsick."

( Courtesy Brett Bidle, pictured with Waters / December 20, 2012 )

Early, early one morning in May, a Baltimore woman coming home from a workout stopped at Charles Street and Northern Parkway to help a panhandler. Or so she thought. She ended up launching the mustachioed one on a looney cross-country hitchhiking venture, in which the crafty filmmaker was ferried by strangers from Maryland to California, helped along by a pastor's wife, an indie band, a married couple and a right-wing politician ( Brett Bidle, pictured). We'll get the details someday in a book Waters plans to call "Carsick."

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Jill Rosen joined The Sun in 2004 after reporting and editing her way up and down the eastern seaboard. While in Baltimore, she has written about everything from petrified rats to jailhouse knitting clubs to Hongate to William Donald Schaefer's cat to a Baltimore condo that wanted to unmask a mystery pooper through doggie DNA tests.
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