Monday, July 8, 2013
Your Favorite Summer Memories Revealed
Mine were a little of both but definitely memorable. My parents were known for not being planners. At all! Whenever we traveled anywhere, we knew the day--sometimes only a few hours--before my Mom and Dad would pack up our station wagon with the kids, clothes, and our dog and we'd drive somewhere. Like Florida or California or Wisconsin. One time we even tried camping, which was a complete and hilarious disaster, although only hilarious after the fact. Our vacations usually involved water. My father loved the water, particularly the ocean.
As kids, we always thought it was a great adventure. No one every complained. My parents never tolerated a lot of complaining. We just went along and always ended up having a great time. My mother would make Dad stop the car along the way and make us visit museums or exhibits or art fairs or whatever she spotted and thought would be educational. One time we watched a guy wrestle an alligator. Dad would stop, mostly to appease Mom but really, we just wanted to swim, preferably in the ocean with giant waves. That was always the best part.
I remember this one road trip to Florida where my Dad and brother tied all of our suitcases and crap on top of our station wagon. Somewhere along the ride, our suitcases started falling off the top of the car. People started to pass us on the highway and point to the roof of our car. My dad and brother thought people were flipping us the finger. It was comical. We still talk about it. When we finally made it all the way from Illinois to whatever beach hotel we were staying at in Florida, all of our luggage was gone. Except for a few ropes dangling from the roof of our station wagon. I'm sure it wasn't funny at the time but we still laugh about it and shake our heads. Vintage Dad. Jeez, I miss my parents.
What were some of your fondest or funniest summer vacation memories? Were yours idyllic or borderline crazy like mine?