When you were a kid did you go on vacations with your family or others and where?

One summer we went to Canada. Canada had entered WW2, but the US had not. I was amazed at the Canadian soldiers in uniforms with kilts. We went to Toronto, Ottawa and Montreal. We went to the small town of Temeskaming (sp) where the only person in town that spoke English was the innkeeper. In North Bay ON we saw the Dione quintuplets who were the same age as myself.
Another summer we went to the Great Smokey Mountains. The town of Cherokee is on the Cherokee reservation. I was about 6 years old and very disappointed that the Indians didn't look like the ones in the movies. We went back last summer, beautiful country, nice folks.
 

When my grandfather retired, we would drive to Florida to visit. Along the way, I learned a lot about life. For example, I had to ask my father why there were drinking fountains and restrooms labeled "whites only" and boy did I get in a lot of trouble when I started to drink from the "wrong" fountain.
 
We spent two summers at the beach (Long Beach, NY) when I was very young. After we had a car, we took trips from NYC to the mountains and the beach on Sundays. Since our closest friends didn't have a car, we took them along with us, which meant that we had four adults and three or four children packed into a small 1952 Dodge Dart.

I remember one year we went to Washington, DC with my Dad's cousin and her husband. I remember her husband joking with me and telling me to climb up on Lincoln's lap at his memorial.
 

Gas was rationed during WW2, which eliminated road trips. My father would save as much gas as he could, and we were able to make a day trip to the beach once in a long while. On one trip my friend Walter came along. When we left the beach he accidentally left his shoes behind. We didn't have enough gas to go back and get them. Shoes were also rationed.

In 1943 my father didn't register the car, he put it up on blocks for a year.
 
NancyNGA said:
From Ohio (all road trips): Two to California, one to Alaska, 3 to northern Ontario (fishing trips), and one to Mammoth Cave, Kentucky.
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Ahhh, remember the days of road trips? Nowadays, everyone hops on a plane and misses our beautiful country. Since my husband has retired we've gotten into road trips again. We have a blast and have seen so many quirky little things we would of never seen prior.
 
When we went to Australia we went first to Melbourne. Next we went to Sydney. I said if we fly it will not look any different than home, lets take the train. We did and enjoyed the trip. The other passengers were friendly and we got to see some of the countryside. Never saw so many sheep in my life. The small towns had strange to us aboriginal names.
 

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