| sf7307 |
Jun 3rd, 2020 05:18 AM |
I have been on so many I can't count, or even remember them all. But I'd have to say the one with the most abiding memories was a cross-country trip (New York south, west to California, California back to New York) with my parents and brother when I was 12. We traveled in a station wagon - no seat belts back then, my brother and I mostly traveled in the back of the wagon, no seat even. We were originally going to camp, but my mom, who planned the whole trip, decided that would take too much out of every day, so we stayed in roadside motels (the kind with a swimming pool in the parking lot - we would arrive and my brother and i would be in the pool practically before we could get our suitcases inside). I'm sure we all shared a room, although I don't really remember. We ate in local hangouts and coffee shops (fast food was a relatively new invention, but there were drive-ins). When possible, we stayed with relatives - for sure in Knoxville, Birmingham, El Paso and Indianapolis (all cousins of my mother). We visited all the prime attractions - Luray Caverns, the Great Salt Lake, Petrified Forest and Painted Desert, Disneyland, the Golden Gate Bridge, and so many others. It was a 30-day blast.
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