Anyone who grew up in the 1950s understands very well what a 'Road Trip" was. It meant that our parents loaded us all into the car with luggage, a cooler with food and not a reservation in site. Every family had a different route and maybe even several.
It may have been a trip to grandmother's house in another state or off to one of the amazing parks that dotted the county. You could visit the North Pole in New Hampshire or Santa's Land in Putney, Vermont. Can you tell I grew up in New England? Maybe your family came to Connecticut to Lake Compounce in Bristol which was and still is a great family attraction.
My family got into our car with all the above-mentioned things and headed to Canada. In the days before the Interstate Highway System, we would travel about 250 miles a day on Route 5. We would stop in southern Vermont and eat our picnic lunch. Sandwiches, cucumbers, tomatoes, fresh fruit, homemade cookies and a thermos full of lemonade and Koolaide mixed.
We would pull into a motel in northern Vermont as darkness was falling often staying in little individual cabins. For kids, this was especially exciting since we never stayed anywhere except maybe our aunt's house. We actually got to eat in a restaurant on the second day, also something that rarely happened.
We were not a very cultured family, I never remember as a child stopping at any historic sites or anything of that nature. I am sure that many families did but for us, the road trip had a destination and was not a vacation on its own.
These days, I love a road trip. We use the trips north and south to Florida to visit lots of places along the way. Two years ago we did pretty much the same thing as we traveled west to Rockford, Ill.
Do you have memories of summer road trips? I would love to feature some guest articles from other bloggers about your road trip experiences.