When I was young, family vacations consisted of piling into the station wagon every summer and heading south to Florida. Daytona, Panama Beach, Daytona, Miami. Beach vacations were all that I knew. We hardly ever flew anywhere, except to Philadelphia where my grandparents lived. If we weren’t visiting them, they always flew down to join us wherever we were going. Traveling with extended family made the trips extra-special. They also make for extra-special memories.
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