I was fortunate enough to have a family which loves to bond
through vacations. We have gone to various beach locations. For instance my mom
used to love packing up the car with my grandmother, my older brother, myself,
all our beach stuff, and plenty of VHS tapes to play on out 13” TV from our
kitchen and heading 8 hours south to St. Augustine, Florida. Honestly, I think
she only loved the St. Augustine part and maybe not the other parts. We took
this voyage at least five different summers.
My dad on the other hand had a bit bigger budget and was
able to take my step-brother, half-sister, brother, myself, step-mother, and
sometimes even a friend or two to various beaches in Florida. One year we went on a Disney Cruise through
the Caribbean. Not too long after that we all headed to a Club Med in southwestern
Mexico.
Then another year or two after that we got my dad’s siblings
involved. My dad has a twin brother and a sister who lived out west. So my
step-mother, dad, brother, step-brother, half-sister, my two cousins, my aunt
and uncle, and I all flew out to Colorado one summer. There we met up with my
other aunt and uncle and rented an RV. We drove from Denver to Yellowstone
National Park in Wyoming. I don’t remember how long we were gone. I do remember
seeing Old Faithful, buffalo, and going to a rodeo. Then there are various
other shenanigans which happen when you take kids from early high school age
down to toddler age to stay at RV campsites. One of my favorite parts of the
trip was when we took a trail ride along a mountain trail and saw some amazing
land features. The best part for one of my aunts was during that ride we
literally saw a deer and antelope running alongside one another. “Home, home on
the range, where the deer and the antelope play…”
Of course as we kids grew up and got our own lives we began
to take more vacations with other people’s families and less with our own.
Other parents and siblings seem to always be way cooler, except when they are
in-laws (unless you have amazing in-laws like I do, obviously). Now we wait for
holidays to roll around before getting together.
These were the days before digital cameras and definitely
before camera phones. Remember those days? Yeah, me neither.
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