Do you remember your childhood holidays?

Men and directions - pah! You know what would have happened if there had been Three Wise Women instead of Three Wise Men? Number one, they would have asked for directions and gotten there in time. Number two, instead of gold, frankincence and myrrh , they would have brought practical gifts like disposable diapers, onesies and receiving blankets. And number three, they wouldn't have just stood around "adoring", they would have cleaned the stable, got hold of a proper crib and cooked a nice, nutritious casserole for the Family.
 

Dad's never want to stop..my mom used to shout at him..''The kids need a wee'' It was like he was possessed..and if he lost his way..would he ask for directions??

Hell No!!

Car trips were the best, we used to sing songs like, If I had a hammer, She'll be comin around the mountain, and such, playing puch car, we kids had fun, in the back seats all five to six of us. LOL

As far as holidays, there were good ones when and not so good ones when it came especially to Christmas, my favorite were running off to the movies with my siblings sometimes after dinner, my most precious gift memory was of a tea set I received I loved that thing more than any other gift I can think of to date. But anytime with my family was a good holiday, we didn't have much money, but to me most times during the early years it felt like we had everything in the world we needed. But things changed, however, I will always cherish those first 7 holiday years after that pretty much everything went straight to hell in a handbag. LOL.
 
Car trips were the best, we used to sing songs like, If I had a hammer, She'll be comin around the mountain, and such, playing puch car, we kids had fun, in the back seats all five to six of us. LOL

As far as holidays, there were good ones when and not so good ones when it came especially to Christmas, my favorite were running off to the movies with my siblings sometimes after dinner, my most precious gift memory was of a tea set I received I loved that thing more than any other gift I can think of to date. But anytime with my family was a good holiday, we didn't have much money, but to me most times during the early years it felt like we had everything in the world we needed. But things changed, however, I will always cherish those first 7 holiday years after that pretty much everything went straight to hell in a handbag. LOL.

no..we didn't sing songs..we couldn't..we were always eating..we would stop at some roadside cafes..(just like we didn't have enough food!)..but it pleased my mother to do so...If she saw a good field of cabbage..an apple orchard..she would command my father to stop..rush over and start stealing...My father would say ''that is stealing'' and she'd say ''oh come on..they won't miss a bit!''
 

I remember the beach donkeys in Blackpool [poor patient things] we may well have been on the same one Pam, in the 1950's.I got lost once on the beach there [aged 7] so after a while set about finding our hotel, and waited in the garden there while all hell was breaking loose on the beach and prom with people looking for me.An hour later I was found there in the garden and was told off by various angry looking people.That's how I remember childhood, constantly being told off by angry adults.It wasn't the fun that children seem to have today.

Fast forward to the 1980s and my youngest son went missing on the prom! It was only a few minutes but it felt like hours!
 
Fast forward to the 1980s and my youngest son went missing on the prom! It was only a few minutes but it felt like hours!


I can just imagine how agonizing that was, it feels as bad from the other end as well, like Oakapple, I used to go missing, twice for me it happened at coney island, the first time I went missing from the family, my mom was so upset, she had my dad end the trip, the second time, I think before and after being swept up into my mothers arms, I got a good scolding for wandering off, something I was good for. LOL but each instance, some nice adult would wait with me till I was found.
 
I used to go missing all the time..my parents knew I had a good head on my shoulders...

Well, I was under age 7, actully both times I was around age five with Coney Island incidents, so basically there was much to worry about, the head was filled with lots of air, I was still bumping into poles. LOL
 
Great topic, Twixie!
Still remember the trip to the Rhine with my grandparents, If my memory is correct, it was arranged thru KDF (Kraft durch Freude), but not quite sure about it as it was a long time ago (about 1937/38).
We stayed at a B&B and made daily excursions, looking at the surrounding castles and viewing the many interesting sights.
I even swam in the Rhine (not oily, muddy or polluted yet).
Years later, on my annual leave (from Australia), I repeated that very same trip (sort of a 'sentimental journey).
 


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