There’s something so wonderful about being a tourist in your own town. You wander the streets with open eyes, wanting to explore new territory. Farmer’s markets are one of the only reasons I’ll get out of bed early on a weekend (well, that and brunch). Rows of fresh produce, tents full of orchids and succulents, local bakeries convincing you to buy sweets at 9am, and a quirky local band playing some early morning tunes.
^^Nothing better than margaritas + this beautiful view.
^^My favorite British coffee spot in downtown Dunedin.
^^Touristy mugs at the Tarpon Springs Sponge Docks.