My husband recently "matched" with a Johns Hopkins postdoctoral fellowship program. As we prepare to pack our dreams, among other breakable and not-so-breakable stuff, and move to Baltimore, I realize that there is a distinction between being a part of Hopkins and being a resident of the city. While Johns Hopkins raises feelings of aspiration, Baltimore City triggers apprehension. I have tucked these two thoughts in a corner of my mind, like the items I've carefully placed in a VIP bag I brought from India when I got married. Most of our tangible stuff, we intend to sell. But is there a bazaar for fear?