A day's break.

This Labor day weekend, I enjoyed about 24 hours of a break. I travelled from Boston to Maine, visiting my Aunt and Uncle's condo there, joining my immediate family in a sort of Ash family reunion.

The trip was a much needed break from the constant work on the campaign. In a lot of ways, I felt like I was making a very common Massachusetts retreat, much like that of a Kennedy.

Now, let me say, that in no way do I feel like a Kennedy. I just mean to state that it was interesting for me, working on a campaign, to take a short break, traveling to a shoreline get-away.

We took a boat trip around the Boothbay harbor, which was a very relaxing three hour tour (no, we weren't stranded on any island). We saw a lot of sail boats and it reminded me of photos of many Presidents and Senators who had chosen the northern Atlantic coast for their vacation spots.

The trip was short-lived, with me returning to Boston on Sunday night. In true Boy Scout fashion, I took nothing but photographs, and left nothing but footprints.