What/where was your favorite or most memorable vacation as a child?
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The ONLY vacation I can remember is when we visited cousins in Beaufort, SC. He was an A4 pilot who flew bombing missions in Vietnam. He showed us 8mm movies, taken from his jet, of his bombing raids. It was pretty spectacular for a little guy like me. 🙂
Well, as a kid, we went and visited my relatives in Kansas City, MO for summer vacation. The trip I remember the most was when we went to the Ozarks and stayed in cabins and hiked and did all the camping things. It was also the year that I did a bug collection for science class, and I caught a really neat moth (that was huge!) by our cabin one night and it made my bug collection!
I would say Disney Land in FL but I guess I wasn’t to impressed with that! And I was 13 at the time. So my favorite vacation would be just camping when we were younger. We used to take the horses with and we would ride on the trails all day long. We did that quite a bit in the summer time. That was our vacation!
I would have to say one of the many family trips with my dads side to Fripp Island in South Carolina. Those were probably the most memorable.
We were too cash-challenged to do anything fancy. But we used to go camping most summers for a weekend or week. The last time we went, I was 11 and we rented a cabin at Hocking Hills State Park. It was the first time we ever rented a cabin (previously we slept in canvas tents). But I think the reason I really liked it was because of the caves. And it was just beautiful in general.
When I was 12, we moved to a rural town that my dad really liked. My mom told my dad she’d be happy to move there, but once we lived in the boonies there would be no need to ever go camping again. (She was never a fan, but she had been a good sport in past years.) My dad agreed, so that was that. We never had another family vacation. We all loved the new town, though, so it was an excellent trade.
So – last years vacation was to… oh wait – is there a parameter on “child” – sometimes I still feel like one – at least so I’m told!
Seriously – as kids we did not do anything fancy – any longer trip had purposes – like my dads parents where near Tampa, and my mom’s where in Oklahoma – dad always worked so often trips where with mom only – we would take summer trips to Oklahoma – riding the Amtrak each way – I have many fond memories of these travels – but after a few they didn’t feel like vacation – but a part of my life. We only had a couple of trips to Florida – and to this day – I remember being amazed seeing the sponge divers at Tarpon Springs – watching them don the big diving gear, see them work through the glass bottom boats, and then coming up and handing you a sponge. Amazing what a little boy remembers the most.
I dont think we ever went on vacations.Well the furthest was probably Minnesota to visit family.
I remember two trips. One was to the Redwood Forest – those trees were so HUGE!! I lay on the back seat of the car as we drove through the forest, so I could see the tops. It was a very cool trip, I was maybe 8-ish, and I read every morsel of literature they gave about it, and acted as a tour guide for my parents. We camped in the forest, did the ranger talks and such.
When I was ten, we drove to see Mt. St. Helens – and we saw her and all the devastation from when she blew. We were there during the months of that summer between the two major explosions. There was the first one that everybody watched for, and that’s the one that caused the massive damage from mudslides and such. But there was a second explosion a couple of months later. We were there between the two. It’s humbling to see what Mother Nature can do. There were railroad bridges – those huge iron things – snapped like little toothpicks. It was incredible.
There were other summer vacations, too… I was lucky that my dad was a teacher and had summers off. So we drove to a lot of places.
We used to rent a very rustic cabin on a remote lake in northern MN every summer for a week. It was a lot of fun. No running water or electricity. Looking on it now, I’m sure that was a lot of work for my parents but I’ll never forget it. We’d catch turtles and have all kinds of fun.
We also spent almost 2 1/2 months of every summer at my grandparents farm in Canada. Those memories are the ones I couldn’t live without.
I can’t believe nothing comes to my mind. No wonder I’ve disliked Summers so. Still sitting and thinking….This Summer has been pretty great I know I’m not a kid but for some reason this is the first Summer that I can remember in a really really long time that I’ve for the most part enjoyed.
OK I just had a memory sit here long enough I knew something would happen. It wasn’t a vacation but it was the Summer we lived by a lake my family owned a small boat and we would go on the boat over the small lake to a restaurant I remember the cool refreshing night air and loving the bright color reflection from the lights from the shore. We would go and eat dinner at a small restaurant on the other side of the lake I remember that being so much fun. Thanks for the question. I had to pry my mind a little. :+)
When I was 9 or 10 I went to Arizona with my cousin (same age) and my grandma. We played Connect 4 and Guess Who in the car, and went to Lake Havasu and saw the London Bridge.
Other than that, we didn’t go on any vacations with my mom or step dad.
When I was 6 years old, going into the country with my family and stayed on a farm. That was the best vacation I ever had as a child.