...at least for a while...
going to Michigan several times this year (for Dad's sickness, funeral and checking on Mom) drained our extra funds badly. Husband also has two unpaid weeks during the summer -- most school employees do who aren't teachers. (They also have two unpaid weeks around the holidays.) We've kept the bills paid, but more because of my work than anything else. (God knows -- I mean that literally -- that we needed the extra cash to get through this summer.)
But we're hoping to go on vac soon. Maybe a day in Grand Junction, to pick up a bushel or two of peaches?
Or perhaps a few days in Capitol Reef, Utah, to go camping?
Husband would love to go to Panama. (He's curious about retiring there.)
I'd love to go to Ireland. (Our cousins are missionaries in Galway -- the same cousins I spent a summer with when they lived in Vienna.)
The Simple Dollar has some interesting memories about childhood vacations, cloaked under a question -- 'Is it worth making some sacrifices on vacation -- or should you go whole hog and who cares about the consequences?'
We did a lot of vacation traveling during my childhood. My dad was a mechanic and a farmer -- hardly a millionaire. (Anyways, he was too much of a Hollander to spend much money.) We did it by camping, eating nearly all of our meals at fireside or a picnic table. We spent our money on gas, not hotels. By the time I married, I'd traveled in at least thirty states, plus Mexico and Canada, but had only stayed in a hotel a few times.
Like Simple Dollar, we ate our share of bologna sandwiches. (I don't care for them now -- but Husband loves a good pb&j.) But he's right -- making your own food can save you big bucks. Does paying $10 for a sandwich make it any easier, if you're on vacation? I don't think so.
What were your childhood vacations like? How does that compare to your vacations as an adult?
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