Hi and welcome to Friday Fun Facts! Come play along and learn something new about me, and I’ll learn something new about you.
This week was Spring Break. I only have one child left in school so he’s been enjoying staying up later than normal and sleeping in well past 7, 8, or 9. LOL
We never really take a vacation on Spring Break or go anywhere special. Our vacations are usually planned in the summer. Of course it would’ve been nice to go on a little road trip or do something fun, but with work schedules and other obligations, it wasn’t meant to be.
I’ve always loved going on vacations, short road trips, camping, touristy destinations, roadside oddities, a ride on a plane, beach, mountains, amusement parks. There’s been some fun vacations in my past, and some not so fun. LOL
Today, join me for a trip down memory lane as I remember a not so fun one—one that had a few highlights that I allow myself to remember :)
One year, when I was 8 or 9…maybe 10 or 11—I’m not really sure because I’ve tried to block it out, but bits and pieces have haunted me over the years…lol—my mom packed up her mother and my brother, sister and I and we all took a week away up north to Mackinac City and Mackinac Island. (Loved that place then and still do…if you ever get the chance to watch the movie Somewhere in Time with Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour, it was filmed there…no cars and very old fashioned, it’s like you stepped back—well—somewhere in time…hehehehe) My dad sent us away so he could have the week to himself and paint the house without all of us kids underfoot. To this day, I think he got the better end of the bargain.
Anyway, I loved my grandma, she was an opinionated woman who wasn’t afraid to speak up and demand her way. Which is good and bad—especially to a pre-teen on vacation. On the ride up grandma had this GI-NORMOUS purse that was filled with everything, I’m talking luggage here that could hold the belongings and any extras for a family of nine—and their neighbors and relatives—easily. Anyway, my mother drove, my brother sat beside her in the roomy front seat (I still don’t know how he got this prime piece of real estate) and my sister and I were stuck in the back with grandma and her huge suitcase of a purse. Which, for some reason, had to have a spot on the seat…which meant that my sister and I were squeezed up against one door. LOL. Not a fun road trip did this make. For 4 or 5 hours we were like Siamese twins joined at the shoulders…and I have to tell you at this point in our lives, my sister and I weren’t what you’d call “friends”. But, Grandma always had chiclets chewing gum in that piece of luggage, so I could forgive, and she did this funny thing with her false teeth. It really impressed me :)
Well, once we arrived in Mackinac City we looked for hotels. What is a feature that most kids want when looking for a hotel? A pool.
Oh Grandma, bless her heart, she didn’t want no stinkin’ swimming pool. Now don’t get me wrong, I love that woman, but she wanted to stay in one of those little individual cabin type rooms complete with a kitchen. If I remember right I think the one she chose was called The Bates Motel :)
Yes, she wanted to go on vacation and stay in a smaller version of her house, but have it tucked in the woods with swarming herds of mosquitoes, no tv, cramped quarters and nothing to do after we returned from our day out but stare at each other until we went to bed. Which was early because Grandma didn’t like to stay up late. LOL…there was no letting Grandma retire before the rest of us either, because, remember, we were all packed into basically one room. I remember playing cards and some board games, and it was fun, but as kids we wanted more—we wanted something out of the ordinary—like a pool :)
Sound like a vacation? Not. Lol. So after a day of sightseeing and visiting all the touristy spots like Tahquamenon Falls, The Mystery Spot, playing miniature golf in Mackinac City, riding bikes and eating fudge on Mackinac Island after taking the ferry across..oh good good times. Then we returned to our little cabin in the woods to cook our own meal, wash dishes, sweep out the kitchen—why it was like we never left home and went on a vacation. LOL
Now I’m not sure what happened, because being a kid I wasn’t privy to all conversations, but finally on the eve of our last day of vacation—probably after my mother got sick and tired of us kids whining about wanting to go swimming—we packed up and moved down the road to stay a night in a real hotel with a pool, room service, vending machines and a small arcade. I think we swam all day then we went out to a restaurant to eat and when we returned we swam some more. The owner of the hotel even let us swim after normal closing hours because we were having so much fun…or maybe he just thought we were deprived and it was our first time seeing a swimming pool…I don’t know and don’t care, because it was FUN. You know, like a real vacation.
Doesn’t a vacation mean that you do things out of the norm? So going out to eat and swimming non-stop was definitely out of the norm.
It was the most memorable night of our trip and whenever I go up to Mackinac City—to this day—I smile a little when we pass that glorious hotel with the pool :)
And I do remember how my grandma was a bit silent the rest of the trip, she seemed to humpf a few times instead of comment, but her purse still had a prime spot on that long journey home. Lol
Which brings me to today’s Friday Fun Fact question….Drum roll please…
Do you have a family trip or vacation that didn’t go as planned or wasn’t the fun you’d thought it would be? Please share!
Looking forward to reading your answers!