Do you have a favorite place in the world? Somewhere you just dream about being, constantly? The one place that as soon as you get off the plane just feels like home on your first time visiting. For me and my husband, that place is Bar Harbor, Maine. A little back story. In 2012 we traveled to Maine for the first time. It was August, which in Florida is disgustingly hot and humid. You step outside there and it’s a nice cool 75 degrees. Refreshing. We flew up the morning after I had a wedding and got bumped to first class, free drinks at 8am? WHY NOT!? We stayed at the cutest little cabin with an awesome view of water on the adirondacks out back….