The Freedom Trail is a literal trail. Not a figurative journey. It wasn’t until the second day we figured this out.

This 2.5 mile-long string of red bricks will take you to various historical sites related to the Revolutionary War.

Many sites charge a small fee for entrance or a tour. Otherwise, you can simply read the plaques out front.

This morning, we had already wandered around the wharf near the Aquarium and Faneuil Hall before following the Freedom Trail. We cut our trip short to make the first seating at Neptune Oyster Bar. I think the founding fathers would be ok with that.

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I think the key to having a good vacation is letting go of my checklists.

As an INFJ, the physical space around me is chaotic but my time is structured. I like the bird’s eye view of charting things on a monthly calendar. And lists, handwritten on scraps of paper that I either lose or run through the laundry. Still, I make lists.

I began packing for Boston the night before. Jake always packs the morning of. Even though it makes me feel better to pack ahead, I forget more stuff than when I scramble. Sure enough, I forgot half my make-up.

Youtubers are always doing “Applying my make-up with ONLY my fingers!” or “Doing a full-face of make-up only using cream products!” challenges. I got to do both each day!

The flights to and from Boston were a dream. 

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