I once saw a newsclip on one of those morning shows instructing parents on how to plan the
essential family vacation. A mini television to dangle down like a
disco ball. A pint-sized laptop perfect for your pint-sized five-year-old. Even
some hand-held video games disguised as “learning tools.”
anything – to occupy the long and treacherous trip to grandmother’s house.
I
scoffed and quickly changed the channel. For some 20 years,
my family and I descended on the
not by plane or train, but by our good old-fashioned family Ford. It was bare
from the start. A couple suitcases, a pack of snacks and a few blankets and matches
to stay warm should the car breakdown on a snowy, icy
We didn’t have atelevision or a camcorder to lose ourselves in a fantasy world. Our
television was
just a stone’s throw away through the car window. We marveled at the barren
landscape of the wintry Midwest and clapped with glee as we saw the first
patches of green grass peek through the northern
of our travels, we didn’t even have a CD player in the car. To pass the 20-hour
trip, we’d sing everything from The Twelve Days of Christmas (the way it’s
supposed to be sung – each person sings one of the 12 days) to my mom’s
spectacular rendition of the Broadway hit On The Street Where You Live.
In fact, the most
high-tech gadget in our tight yet lovable quarters was rather low-tech by
today’s standards. A simple ‘80s tape player. And we didn’t even use it to listen
to Paula Abdul or Phil Collins. My sister and I sat in the back seat recording
ourselves onto a blank tape. We’d laugh, sing songs (I’d sing loudest and
proudest, of course) and sometimes even interview each other. A few years ago,
my mother found some of our “early demos,” and we discovered our sessions
occasionally broke out in raucous fights, but even through the bitter words, we
laughed a sweet, hardy chuckle.
See, we didn’t
need to be “occupied” or “distracted” to enjoy the family car ride, and
my sister and I didn’t end up climbing the walls of the car by the time we
reached the sunny shore, either. In fact, we all looked forward to the ride
home. It was the happiest time of the year. We knew we’d be together. And at
that moment, we knew that was all we needed.
What were your family vacations like when you were growing up, friends? Did you end up fighting with your siblings in the back seat? Or did you fight for the window seat on the plane? What’s your favorite vacation memory? I’d love to hear all about it! xoxo[Photos from one of my favorite movies]
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Lena at A Crimson Kiss says
Wednesday, February 6, 2013 at 8:58 pmI think the best gifts I got from my parents were our family vacations–after Christmas we'd sit down and choose a country (the only guideline: no English). My dad and I both celebrate our birthdays in August, so usually the trip was also a birthday celebration. I'll never forget ringing my 16th birthday in on the lawn of a French castle, or the 17th birthday in Cuba!
Little Laura says
Wednesday, February 6, 2013 at 11:22 pmWe always went camping for a couple of weeks. It meant swimming whenever we wanted, campfires, smores, and riding our bikes. Best vacations ever.
I love the tribute to Clark Griswold. I honestly think his character was based off of my dad. We even had the station wagon, affectionately called "The wagon queen family truckster!"
Erika says
Thursday, February 7, 2013 at 1:42 pmWe didn't take vacations in my family – just day trips. We visited Disneyland quite a few times – love! 🙂
J. says
Friday, February 8, 2013 at 2:16 amMy family went everywhere in an RV. There were 6 of us, to expensive to get a hotel was the claim. Like I said, we went everywhere in that thing…Yellowstone, Canada, Texas and we went camping just about any weekend during summer vacation. But of course being 4 sisters we fought like crazy and whenever Dad had enough listening to us he would make us sit between the driver and passenger seat and hug each other…and it worked every time…
Wow! Thanks for bringing those memories back…