Niki and I both had a few trepidations about how summer vacation might unfold during our Suburban Smackdown. These are all firsts for us, of course, so fear of what lies around each unknown corner is natural, right? What would it be like to travel knowing that we wouldn’t be able to buy things along the way that we had failed to pack? What if a boogie board broke or a pair of goggles got lost in the torrent of a wave? Would the world end if we lost our favorite pair of sunglasses or because the kids couldn’t spend time debating what piece of junk to bring home from the souvenir shops? As it turns out, school starts Monday and the Taylor and Hitch families had a truly wonderful summer without a souvenir (other than shells) in sight.
Saved starfish, sold lemonade, climbed mountains, stayed in cabins, eco toured, dolphin toured, hung with pelicans, frolicked in the garden, beach combed, found shells, climbed rocks, explored nature, discovered hidden places, paddle boarded, rope coursed, white water rafted, visited much-loved friends and family, vacationed with family, made memories, climbed trees, played volleyball, had water fights, kayaked, celebrated the Fourth, put on a fireworks show, bird watched, built bonfires, marshmallow roasted, told ghost stories, raced Abuela on her scooter, celebrated birthdays, sang campfire songs, chased fireflies, gardened, had long conversations, learned more about each other, buried siblings in sand, got really silly, laughed much, cried a little, ate buckets of ice cream, sat by waterfalls, visited zoos, watched sunsets and much much more….