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Trip #1: Girls Day (+ Ryan) We parked in the south lot, where the adventure already begins. Before the gates even come into view, you’re funneled down a long wooded stretch that feels more like a secret passageway than a parking path. It’s the perfect prelude—like the trees themselves know you’re stepping into another world.…
Flash Of Memory Cherry pits on the dashboard. Bug spray in my hair. Fireworks stitched across the sky like burning sigils. That’s Traverse City in July—the place where the lake kisses the horizon and makes you believe in magic. Where tradition hums louder than the grand finale, long after the sparks fade. 🎆 I’ve been…