Sounds really laissez faire and a bit hippyish for me, huh?
Well, I was 7 - almost 8. We lived in Spain. My parents decided that a family vacation was the only way to see Europe. They invited my cousin, J (she was 12 or 13), to come with us. J arrived at the airport having NO idea what trauma she was in for. Do you have any idea how small the back seat of a VW Bug is? Do you have any idea how much smaller it gets the longer you are in the back seat?? Did you know that in 1972 VW Beetles didn't have air conditioning? Now you do.
My mom was pregnant with Auntie Bug - she was due in December. We left Spain and headed for Andorra. It was beautiful and we met some really nice people. Then we went off to France. I saw my first ever nudie beach. Mom wasn't happy about that, but I don't think Dad was too traumatized. From there it was Switzerland and Italy. That's a long way in a VW Bug with your cousin and no A/C.
My cousin will tell you that all we did was look for dolls from all the countries we visited. She lies! We did that and more. We did all kinds of neat stuff. We took a gondola ride in Venice, we saw the leaning tower of Pisa, we played in the snow in Switzerland, we ate a TON of chocolate, we saw the countryside. We saw the mountains. We saw the sea. We went to zoos and museums. We ATE like PIGS!!!
Our favorite breakfast was in France. We must have eaten at least a dozen each. We thought they came with breakfast because the waitress kept bringing more and more. She brought them so we ate 'em. Oh... I can almost taste their buttery goodness now... ahhh... Oh, yes. ahem... We went to pay the bill and they asked us how many we had eaten. Excuse moi? We all looked at each other and shrugged. To this day, we aren't sure how many we ate. We certainly didn't count! We just ate! We took a wild guess. Daddy paid and we took off! We still laugh about how many we ate!
Switzerland was the best - they had the fluffiest beds, chocolate for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and SNOW in the middle of July! I got a cucoo clock in Switzerland. It hangs on my living room wall. I smile every time I see it. It doesn't cucoo any more - it needs a good overhaul - but it brings me joy to see it there. I also got a gold cucoo clock and a gold chalet for my charm bracelet. I wanted a real chalet, but I had to settle for that one. It seems I don't come from a wealthy family... nor do I come from a family that just buys chalets because the little girl wants one. Bummer.
Italy was okay. There were a gazillion pigeons everywhere - eew. Venice, although very interesting, was very hot and very smelly. The art was phenomenal. We saw the bronze doors in Florence. We saw paintings and statues and all kinds of neat stuff. Basically, we saw it all! It was really hot in Italy that summer. We ate a lot of gelato. The food in Italy was yummy! The food made up for the pigeons and the smell.
We drove and drove. The more places we went, the more stuffed our VW Bug became. We would get local bread and cheeses for lunch as we passed through little towns. It was really quite an adventure!! Our car was a celebrity - it was yellow with MA plates. It was cute and different and everyone loved it. (Sure, they weren't crammed in it with their cousin all day!)
Yes, J and I still speak - amazingly enough. I'd even say we are still friends! We laugh about the "stupid dolls" and about how we got in "big trouble" for jumping on the beds in Switzerland. If I could do it again, I would, but I'd do it in a VW BUS with air conditioning!
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Monday, August 07, 2006
Posted by Ladybug Crossing at 10:41 AM
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Wow! Too cool. What a great, great adventure. I've always wanted to go to Switzerland - I've heard great things about it, and of course, the chocolate. I assume you're talking about croissants in France. My friend and I did that when we were there, too. Really says something about the different attitudes toward customer service, doesn't it? In the US the waiter would keep track of how many you ate...
so much fun!!!! LOL! I remember our tour through Europe- but we were living in Germany- over a summer. Fun, fun. :)
Oh, how wonderful!!! it was certainly a lot more fun than it is now, with sooooo many tourists!
What did you eat for breakfast in France? croissants? mmmmh, France and Italy are the best, if I lived there I would double my weight in 2 months... what a fun, happy monday memory!
Ahhhh, what amazing memories.
What was the breakfast in France, you never say? Was it croissants?
Were your parents teachers? How come they had so much time off work.
What a wonderful memory to have! I am sure even though it was hot and stuffed you would not trade it for anything else, except maybe that chalet!!
My MM is posted! Have a wonderful Monday!
What a way cool adventure! I would suffer in a VW bug to do all of that. :D
We had a VW bus...but my dad flipped it back in 1970 and we only drove it from LA to SD.
What a beautiful memory!
We had a Coo Coo clock that my Dad brough back from switzerland..
My first car was a yellow bug...
It sounds like you had a wonderful trip...
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Have a wonderful day!
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Oh my! That sounds soooo fun! I think the only way to truly experience that kind of fun is to do it in a tiny car... seriously! It sure would have been different if it were a luxury trip.
Sounds like a great time. What an adventure. I went to Europe on a Study Tour Venture. We spent a week at local universities and studied the culture, etc. Sounds like you had a better time!
That sounds absolutely wonderful! And your mom was very brave to do the trip pregnant. I'd be constantly worrying about everything I put in my mouth! I need to take a lesson from the moms of 30-40 years ago, y'know?
Wow so neat! That sounds like so much
What a great trip! I love VW's, we had several of them over our lives!
Thanks for sharing! My WW is up!
Isn't it wonderful that you have all these memories to hold...
I didn't get to Europe until I studied there...
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