We drove from beach to beach, soaking in each of their favorite spots.

I liked how it felt to be wedged in the back seat, laughing with them- like another kid piled in on their family vacation.

She tells me Leland, Michigan is one of her top three places, along with Paris and Iceland. If you’re surprised by its place on the list, I would wager that you have never been there.

We ate loads of cherries and smoked fish.

Raced the sunset.

Told ghost stories.

Made a fire.

I’m there to capture the memories, but I get to make so many of my own in the process.