Solo Weekend in Portland, Maine

If Portland, Maine isn’t the cutest, most adorable New England town, I don’t know what is. I went on a solo weekend adventure there a few weeks ago, and felt like I was in a snowglobe. The streets were capped with a dusting of snow, and the vibes were so cozy and quaint. I flew in on a Friday night, and had all Saturday to do as I pleased. I walked around and explored cute bakeries, found a “book bar” where I read for awhile, visited the famous light house, did some window shopping, got a scalp massage, checked out some chocolate shops, and then read by the fireplace while drinking a huge smoothie. I loved having peace and quiet time to myself - to hear my own thoughts, and really do whatever I want. What a lovely, beautiful New England adventure. Xoxo