Summer Road trips usually meant going out to Nantucket Island for weeks.
While my parents loved it, I hated it. The island was a giant (in the summer anyway) baby sitting trap. As a kid you could go anywhere on the island (and there wasn't much there) "But" the ferries to the mainland were off limits (you actually needed a parental permission slip or a parent with you to travel ). "But the seafood was fantastic....."
Now that I think back to bad my parents sold the house on the Island.
Love,
Liz