My favorite "get up and go" trip was with my "soul sistahs," Andrea and Sarah. We were hanging out on a Friday night and decided to go to Mt. Snow the following morning. It was the week before my 28th birthday and none of us had anything else planned. So, we packed our bags, got up early, grabbed breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts, and started the first of our many weekend getaway trips that year. We drove up and down Dover, looking for a place with vacancy, and ended up at West Dover Inn. It was a blast: we rode the MOOver, went tubing, and ended up at Snow Barn that night.
So, yesterday, I took a get up and go trip all by myself. One morning, a couple of my co-workers were talking about their recent trips to Maine. Since I'd never been to Maine, I decided that I was going to make a day of it. I woke up, grabbed breakfast, packed good music, and drove 2½ hours to the Kittery Outlets in Maine, because I just needed a "me" day. At the risk of sounding shallow and superficial, shopping brings me to my happy place. It's one of the few times when I think of nothing else... just shopping. Does this look cute? Should I get it in another color? Do I really need it? When will I wear this? Does this make my (insert body part) look big/small? Where should I go next? What should I get my mom/dad? With all of these thoughts running through my head, there isn't time to think about the other things going on in my life. What's more, the little that I saw of Maine was so cute that I just wanted to take it all in, and enjoy it. I got in lots of walking, too, going up and down US Route 1. Too bad the walking campaign at work is over. I needed to refuel to continue shopping, and decided on Bob's Clam Hut for my first ever lobster roll... so good! You can't go to Maine without having some kind of lobster. I wound up with two dresses, two pairs of jeans, a top, and a sweater... I didn't want to go overboard. Happy ME Day!
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