Oh Savannah, you make me swoon.
My weekend in a nutshell: palm trees, warm breezes, sunsets, dolphin sightings, and iced coffee.
I desperately needed a break from Boston's brutal winter so a hopped on a plan headed down south. First stop: Atlanta.
I am without words. Sunrises in Old Montreal? With early morning crepes and Americanos? Where the holiday season literally encompasses everything around you? When can I go again?