NOSTALGIA: What's the first road trip you remember taking?

Question

Where did you go? Was it fun and exciting? What's your best memory of that trip?

Answer 1

In the summer of '87 My bf and I drove our 66 Chevy Van to Toronto to see the Grateful Dead. The gas tank was leaking and the van was running poorly. Near Montreal we went off the road when the tranny seized. Then from Montreal to Toronto it took twice as long as it should have. From there we were going to Rochester, NY but had to walk across the border for a new carburator first. Then near Rochester the motor stopped working. We got a tow to a garage where we waited a week for a new (used) motor to get installed, while living in our van. Saw the Grateful Dead in Rochester, tried to hitchhike to Foxborough for the next show (with Bob Dylan and the Dead) but didn't make it. Spent the night in someone's tent trailer...pretty strange because they told us not to worry if we heard shots in the night because someone had been stealing gas. Back to our van and on our way again, the battery wasn't charging right so every so often we had to stop and beg for a charge. Finally got home and a few weeks later the electrical caught fire in the van and we never drove it again.

Answer 2

Going to Santa Barbara the summer I was 4 with my grandparents in their Nash Rambler. I remember Grandma had packed treats for my older brother & I in a brown grocery bag, bananas included. (And in those days nobody wore seat belts!)
We traveled from the San Joaquin Valley in CA south on the old 41 that wound through the Kettleman Hills. My fondest memories of the trip are:1) When we first came into Santa Barbara, there was a huge oak tree marking the entrance. I don't know if it's still there. 2)Staying in a motel. Never done that before. 3) The Pacific Ocean and the beach. This was my first memory of the ocean. I can still remember smelling the briney scent and running up & down the beach playing with my brother. I remember being sad to leave. I took gull feathers & some shells home as souvenirs.

Answer 3

My first road trip was taking a ride down to a beach which was like 3 hrs away. The best part of the trip was the scenery it was so beautiful.

Answer 4

Went on a road trip from Kentucky to Daytona Beach when I was about 9 with 5 of my brothers and sisters,the ocean was beautiful and picking up shells and sanddollars,no one in my school had ever been out of Kentucky,my memories are good except for we got sunburned and I had to ride 20 hours with my 4 year old sisters buttbone drilling a hole in my thigh!

Answer 5

We never owned a car when I was a child, so we relied on relatives. My first 'road trip' was with an aunt, to a camp on the Lake Ontario shore by the St. Lawrence River. Not being used to riding in the car, it wasn't such a great trip. My sis got sick, and I was right behind her. The camp was great though!

Answer 6

I was on leave from the Army and me and my little brother took a road trip to Nashville Tenn. We couldn't afford to stay in hotels all the time so we camped. We were camping by this lake about 25 miles North of Nashville and this wild boar came walking up to our campsite. I couldn't believe it this pig was huge!! Had the long tusks and everything. He didn't try attacking us. Probably because we jumped up on the picnic table. But he wouldn't go away. He just stood there for the longest time. I didn't know what else to do so I took one of my beer cans and threw it at him. The boar ran off after that. My little brother Adam said that in the middle of the night he kept waking up because his hand was close to the edge of the wall in the tent. He thought that he would end up losing a couple of his didgets to the wild boar. I just laughed at him.

Answer 7

Poor me, I'm 52 and never took a "fun" road trip with friends. Guess I got married too young and kids took over my life.

Answer 8

Drove across the USA when I was 17, with two friends. It was great, despite the fact that I missed my first serious girlfriend alot. Best memory was driving/camping throught the Great Plains. Stark beauty.

Answer 9

Going to Fernandina beach florida to visit my grandparents, i was 3 or 4 years old . I guess it was fun, i was 4 or 5 lol. I moslty remember how big the bugs were, I had never seen palmetto bugs before either, I was fascinated by them when I was a kid.

Answer 10

I was 4 and we my dad drove our family from Pittsburgh, PA to Philadelphia to visit my aunt. I remember it was a long trip on the PA Turnpike. I remember my older cousins letting me run their Lionel trains. That was fun for a 4 year old boy.