We’re the couple who packs hiking boots before anything else. Last year, Blackberry Farm felt like our own private world—everyone else seemed content to lounge, but we were out chasing miles. The food was ridiculous, the kind you remember weeks later. Now we’re eyeing Blackberry Mountain, but I’m weirdly anxious. What if the food isn’t as good? What if we traded a sure thing for a letdown, just because we wanted something new? No one warns you that loving a place too much makes every next trip feel like a risk. Sometimes I wish I could just enjoy the unknown, but I keep measuring everything against that one perfect meal. #TravelDilemmas #FoodieAnxiety #ActiveTravel #Travel