What is your ideal summer family trip? A return visit to a familiar place that you know and love, where you can slip into a relaxed, carefree routine? Or an adventuresome journey to a strange, new place where you can encounter unfamiliar sights, sounds, and tastes? We asked a few of our favorite bloggers where they are planning to go this summer and they shared their travel plans with us.
Jenny Rosenstrach, Dinner a Love Story
I never went camping when I was a kid — unless you count my summer camp, a tennis and soccer program in Vermont where the campers slept in hotels — and I’ve spent the last few years trying to make up for that fact. I find that’s one of the best things about having kids. You have an excuse to fill in all the recreational voids from your own life. (We can discuss the emotional voids later.) That’s why this summer I am excited to head up to the Finger Lakes to pitch a tent with another family of four. (Note: It’s always nice to bring along an ex-boy scout who knows how to cook “breakfast mess” as shown in photo.) It’s gorgeous up there — beautiful vineyards and bucolic stretches of roads lined with goldenrod — and on the way there and back I’m sure we’ll end up stopping at Doug’s Fish Fry in Skaneateles (“Skinny-AT-les”) for fried fish sandwiches and their world-famous strawberry sundaes.
Every summer, for one glorious week in August, my family retreats to a tiny island in the middle of Penobscot Bay in Maine. There are no cars, no TV, barely any cell phone service, and the nearest stores are 15 minutes away by boat. It’s so quiet there the only sound you hear is the wind rustling through the sails of passing boats. Lobsters come straight from the lobstermen at the dock and mussels are dug up from a nearby beach. On long walks in the woods we pass through abandoned apple and plum orchards and pick as much fruit as we can carry home. We probably only see about ten other people during the entire time we’re there. In short, we are in heaven, if for only one week a year. But what a week.
Joanna Goddard, Cup of Jo
My family and I live in the middle of Manhattan, and walking around the city in the summer can be sweltering–especially with a baby in tow. So, every summer, I scout out a few boat rides for us, whether it’s free kayaking on the Hudson River, an evening sail on a schooner (with wine!), or a long-awaited family vacation to Cornwall, England. Once you’re out on the water, with the cool breezes in your hair, you feel like a kid again.
My husband and I cannot be more thrilled to take our kids on their first European vacation this summer–a multi-generational trip to Spain near the less-traveled northwest Atlantic coast. The grandparents found a sweet little rental house close to bird sanctuaries, waterfalls, and hopefully no other Americans for miles (or should I say kilometers?). Of course I don’t speak a single word of Galician. But I can say “Cava” and “Manchego” and that seems like enough to get us through the week.
Courtney Adamo, Babyccinokids.com
Every summer my family and I spend a very relaxed couple of weeks in our family’s beach cabin on Bainbridge Island, WA. The house is old, the beach is rocky, and the water is freezing… but it’s the most wonderful place in the world. It reminds me of my childhood, walking up and down the beach finding agates and seashells, building forts, and swimming in that cold, cold water! I love that my kids get to experience the very same thing.