Five Days Forever

 Today was our last full day in Maine, and I woke up feeling rather melancholy. The weather was perfect today, as if it was Maine's farewell gift to us. It was so sunny and beautiful, it's a welcome escape from the blazing Texas heat. I decided that I would not mind living here. Acadia National Park and Bar Harbor are very special to me, and have captivated my heart. I fell in love with the sights, the sounds, the ambience and the energy. I'm unsure how such a short span of time can have such a lasting impact on a person, but it has left it's Birkenstock-clad footprint on me.

Our last sunset 

Today I spent lots of time in Bar Harbor, strolling into shops aimlessly, looking out on the shore while thinking of The Woman Who Watches, and lallygagging in Village Green. I spent lots of time surrounded by others day, and I am eternally grateful for the time spent with these incredible new people. My favorite part of the day was when we drove back into camp from dinner, and noticed that it was the perfect time to watch the sunset. Jessica stopped the van and Edith, Candice and I hopped out and ran for the rocks to watch the sunset, just as we did the first day. We sat together and watched it dip below the horizon, and I know we all felt it--love for each other and this grand state. 

This trip has taught me that I am an over-packer, I run cold, I could never truly be an influencer, and reminded me to go with the flow. I must return to attempting to cram all my belongings in my suitcase, and I had the most magical time with the most magnificent people. This has easily been one of the best trips I have ever been on, and the East Coast