Summer is an open road to adventure...

As a child, summer meant many things to me... freedom from the “rigors” of school, eating supper at the picnic table every night, spending a week at each of my grandparents' homes, being allowed to swim in a neighbor's pool every day, and, of course, the annual Vacation Trip.

Camping usually wasn't involved in my childhood family vacations, but it's something I came to enjoy in adulthood. Nonetheless, the vacation trips of my youth were always an adventure. In fact, we once stayed at a motel made of train cabooses!

While most of my vacations in the recent past have involved visiting Vermont in autumn, I still feel the wanderlust when summer begins. My dearest and I have frequently talked about buying a vintage camper of some sort to take little sojourns in the summer. Although we've recently had our eye on a Spartan Royal Mansion for sale nearby, at 35 feet long, it's a bit too big for our travel needs. Still, the Spartan would make a great addition to the backyard - possibly as guest accommodations ;)




Now, if we could just find a Scotty....




In the meantime, I'll have to settle for watching this:



Kinda makes you want to head out on the open highway, doesn't it...