A croft in Scotland with my father,no one else around.HEAVEN!
2007-09-07 05:52:42
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answered by Barbara D 6
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My favorite vacation spot as a child was my maternal grandparents' home in rural Iowa. My folks worked hard for a living but they could never afford to take our family of six on a "real" vacation. That was all right by me. I absolutely loved summer time in Iowa. Sometimes we were there during a county fair and that was extra good fun. Loved those midway rides, tractor pulls, and looking at the livestock exhibits.
Thanks. You brought back some good memories.
2007-09-07 13:14:03
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answered by Miz D 6
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Every Christmas, my father, who had a personal "in" with Santa Claus, would have Christmas early at home...about one week. We would pile into the car and drive from Indiana to Fort Myers Beach, FL for a 2-4 week vacation on the Gulf. We had special dispensation from the Pope to skip school, never had a problem catching up within a few days. I will always treasure those times in Florida....today, you couldn't get me there at gun point, but then...it was paradise. To keep us quiet, my mother would always have a contest of who got the most cars on the road (in those days, you could actually tell one car from another)...My brother would be Chevy and .... , I would get trucks and..... the winner got............. I have no idea what the winner got...he just won! But it kept us quiet, and in breaks, we colored a lot in coloring books. I am sure the question, "are we there yet?" was not asked more than 10,000 times during each way of the trip. Good luck and peace, Goldwing
2007-09-07 12:45:20
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answered by Anonymous
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Yearly fishing vacation weeks up at Lake Arrowhead, CA, wayyyyyy back before the developers ruined it...we stayed with my dad's best buddies for a week in May [when trout season opens] and then another week in late summer. The buddies were francophone Belgian and could cook the most splendiferous treats along with the 'truite amandine' main dish...they had a chow-chow dog named Poilu, a nice fishing boat seating 4, sets of bunk beds, and tons of knotty pine everything...plus deer heads on the wall. I remember sitting around the outdoor fire in the evening with all of us singing "Auprès de ma blonde". My father and one of the guys always had a Mountain Delight every morning before hitting the lake...grapefruit juice and gin. Whoooooooo just breathe on those fish, right? We'd go to the village every evening and play ski-ball and visit around with other vacationing folks we saw every year. Oh yes, I learned how to bone a trout just the way the waiters do at fancy restaurants...2 perfect filets, skin still in place...head & spine intact to lay in what we called the "boneyard plate".
2007-09-07 14:04:25
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answered by constantreader 6
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As a child I, or my brothers and I ,got to make several trips from California back to Fort Worth, Texas to visit my Dad's mom and dad and sisters and brothers.( my grandparents and anuts and uncles). Mind you I was a city girl from San Francisco.
They lived on farm There was a hen house and I got to go out there and gather the eggs. THere was also a huge corn field (anyway, to me it looked huge) Probably about a block or two long. don't remember how wide. And we used to run and hide in it and pick the corn. They had dinner for lunch and supper for dinner.Both big meals. Ate a lot of watermelon and ran around barefooted a lot.
2007-09-07 18:11:07
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answered by Moe 6
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My dad (a 30 yr military man), thought vacations were for goldbricks. But he took a 30day vacation every 4 years, whether we needed it or not, and believe me, my brother and I were like out of our minds excited about getting to go anywhere at all much less to another state to see our grandparents in the country.
2007-09-08 15:34:56
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answered by autumlovr 7
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Camping and swimming at Lake Allatoona in north Georgia. With 3 other siblings we stayed in the water from sun up til sun down. I remember even eating sandwiches trying not to let the wake from a boat get it soggy. We pretty much tended to ourselves so it was freedom and fun.
2007-09-07 13:12:23
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answered by Southern Comfort 6
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Every summer we would visit my grandparents in Omaha, Nebraska. It certainly isn't a vacation spot but I loved going shopping for school clothes with my grandma, eating lunch out with all the "girls" (her friends), going to local high school musical productions (something my mom was into doing), and laughing at all the crazy knick-nacks Aunt Sally would give us and pass off as gifts. I could go on with Omaha memories all day...
2007-09-07 12:45:21
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answered by TGIF1905 3
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We did not have much money, but we loved going to Sandy Point State Park (Chesapeake Bay area), Maryland. Of course that was a long time ago before the bay became polluted.
2007-09-07 16:48:22
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answered by Anonymous
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We used to go to camping on the Current River in Van Buren, Mo. We would camp & float the river on a tractor tire inner tube, roast marshmallows & make smores, sit under the stars & watch the crackling fire, count or chase after the fireflies. My mom & dad still go, occasionally, my sister and brother go but I am too far away to go w/ them. Maybe someday soon...(sigh...)
2007-09-07 15:32:18
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answered by Katrina S 2
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With my german grandparents, we often went on the Rhine river. We then took the boat faire there up and down the Rhine. It was marvelous adventures for a little girl. Than we would go to a nearby restaurant and have a great meal.
2007-09-07 12:38:14
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answered by angelikabertrand64 5
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