The Promise I’m Making To Myself So I Don’t Ruin My Vacation

I have an embarrassing confession to make. Remember that trip I took to Nova Scotia in May? I barely remember any of it. Even when I was writing the travel diary for it, I struggled to recall what we did on any given day.

And, yes, I am aware of how bizarre this sounds. How could I not remember, in vivid detail, my first ever trip to the east coast?

Well,…