Luggage inspired giveaway!
I am on the final stage of packing to go to Buffalo in the morning. I have to take two flights and spend all day traveling, but it will be well worth it. As I was packing I came across the new books and thought, "hey, what if I do a giveaway since I won't be able to blog this week". Sooo, here goes....
Enter by leaving a comment below (please fill in the "email" field so I can get in touch with you easily) and tell me about your favorite travel memory!
Contest will be open until I get back so tell all your friends to come enter too! Winner will be randomly selected and is not limited to US residents. Prize will be all four of the new digest-sized books autographed!
CONTEST IS NOW CLOSED!
Congratulations to Laura P. from Indiana! Your books are on the way!
Enter by leaving a comment below (please fill in the "email" field so I can get in touch with you easily) and tell me about your favorite travel memory!
Contest will be open until I get back so tell all your friends to come enter too! Winner will be randomly selected and is not limited to US residents. Prize will be all four of the new digest-sized books autographed!
CONTEST IS NOW CLOSED!
Congratulations to Laura P. from Indiana! Your books are on the way!
I guess one of my favourite travel memories was getting pulled over by a cop on our wedding night! hehe It was just so funny, and made for a good story.. it didn't end there.. there's more but hey we'll leave it at that! Enjoy your trip!
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Favourite travel memory? When I was a very young child I was travelling to England on BOAC airlines. The captain invited all of the children into the cockpit for a look and we were all given flight log books. I still have mine to this day!
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My favorite travel memory is when my parents and I went to Pennsylvania to visit my older step-brother and his family. I was about 12, it was the first time I flew on a plane, I saw the Liberty Bell (among other things) and had a wonderful time.
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We are taking our grandkids to Branson, MO, tomorrow to go to Silver Dollar city and Dixie Stampede. We will have a great time and they can hardly wait. It will be our greatest trip so far.
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So far my favorite travel memory is from last year. John was working out of state during the week and we had decided that we would spend Thanksgiving apart to save him having to come home and turn right back around. He was going to be in the area of his extended family so he decided to go there. His aunt wouldn't have any of that so she sent me a ticket to come up and spend Thanksgiving with them all. It was the first time I ever traveled out of state alone and it was interesting. John told me he wouldn't be into NJ until a few hours after I arrived, but then he surprised me by being in the car with his aunt when they picked me up. I had a great time meeting his family and hanging out with everyone. Granted, I came home with a horrible case of the stomach flu, but the trip itself was fun.
Now, I expect that to be topped by tomorrow's traveling (we're also doing 2 planes and a full day of travel). See you on Wednesday!
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My favorite travel memory was being able to take a 9 day trip to Spain when I was 17 thro school. The gorgeous countryside and beautiful artisans markets along with the hundreds of castles, cathedrals, aqueducts, and etc. I wouldnt give up those memories for the world! I'd recommend anyone to go to this beautiful country in a heartbeat! PS my fav city to visit was Grenada...not sure why but everything there just 'spoke' to me
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I my favorite travel memory is the time. My Boyfriend and I flew to Playa Del Carmon together We decided to go 4 day before. It was a fun filled days getting ready and then going. We now go every year. It has become our vacation spot.
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My favorite travel memory is from a road trip I took from Lake Havasu City, AZ to Portland, OR. I drove all the scenic hwys and byways I could find and saw so many amazing sites. I got to spend a week with my sisters and extended family, took a quilt class (yes, brought my sewing machine with me, lol) went to the Sisters, OR quilt show and got to meet Alex Anderson!! and I got to see the Fort Vancouver, WA fourth of July fireworks show and the festival on the Fort grounds that day with my favorite niece, Dawn. She lived a couple of blocks away, so parking ... no problemo. That is my favorite travel memory! What's yours? Judy
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My favorite travel memory was rough and cramped: being driven out of New Orleans by Judge Jerry Winsberg himself, 12 days AFTER Hurricane Katrina. Didn't know him from Adam but we were stranded and he had a vehicle, so I begged. I had people waiting for me at Mary Bird Perkins Cancer Center (Baton Rouge), if only we could get out of N.O. to meet my people and finish the journey to Houston. His truck was was packed with his stuff and my stuff, but he was kind enough to drive me to my destination -- after a stop at Gonzales animal shelter to swap vehicles -- to begin my 5 week evacuation from the remains of Katrina. I didn't find out until later that Judge Winsberg was rather 'famous' in Louisiana (but it explained why he was accompanied by several pick-up trucks of sheriff deputies, catering to his every request). Not a leisure trip, but one of my most memorable and significant.
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I travel a lot, but I have to say one of my favorites was a drive from Boise, ID to Newport, OR. It was slow, comfortable and very relaxing. Book stores, coast lines, orca whales and good good food. Plus it was four days with the person I loved and no plans. I would love another trip exactly like that.
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My favorite travel memory was watching a meteor shower from Yosemite National Park. The only light pollution was the glow of the campfires.
Thanks for the chance to win, Dude!
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My favorite travel memory is a simple trip to the Indianapolis zoo...My anniversary is the 5th of July ..we never do anything to celebrate as there are so many July 4th things going on....This year my husband and I decided to go to the zoo...last minute our kids and their spouses decided to tag along....Even though they are now grown and live on their own..this simple trip to the zoo was such a fun trip for the entire family...afterwards we cooked out at home and let off fireworks with the kids.
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For the first time in my 43 years, I flew on an airplane to California to visit a friend.
I was nervous enough about flying, but it was worse when my very first flight was canceled, and I had to scramble to find another one!
I made to CA about 6 hours late but had a wonderful time, esp. getting to see and dip my toes in the ocean at Laguna Beach for the first time!
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My favorite travel memory would have to be the first time I traveled alone. It was over winter break of my freshman year of college, and I needed a vacation from some hectic family drama. Upon finding a good deal on a flight from Washington, DC to Bozeman, MT, I decided to use some newly-acquired Christmas money to fly to Montana to see my boyfriend.
The trip was a doozy - car, wait for late train, train, subway, wait for first plane, ride on first plane, wait for second plane, ride on second plane...it totaled something like 18 hours of travel time, and all by myself except for the first car ride. It was well worth it, however, when, while waiting to collect my bag from the luggage rack, I was surprised from behind by a huge hug.
It was a fun week, and I discovered that a long solo trip with a happy ending is very cathartic.
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My favorite memory is from childhood traveling with my dad. He drove all over the state of Texas to all the cotton gins in the state, giving first aid and safety lessons. The car was soooo packed with not only our stuff but the handouts and stuff for the gins that the back end of the car just barely cleared the pavement. We pulled up to what was the Sheraton in Austin, and watched the bellboys flip quarters to see who had to help us unload the car. My dad laughed and laughed.
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My favorite vacation memory is taking my little boys, (now grown), to the Oregon Coast for a week. Beach walking, clam chowder, aquariums, grat family time!
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My favorite vacation memory is when I was nominated by my team at work to go see a Space Shuttle launch. It was launching the first US piece of the Space Station and after working on the station program for so long, just being there was a total thrill. I'll never forget the excitement and feeling the rumble of the engines even from two miles away ... totally awesome and a lifetime experience.
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My favorite travel memory is from my honeymoon in Bangkok where my husband had not booked a hotel for our stay. So there I was standing in the middle of the street at 2A.M. with my suitcases by my side, while hubby went to look for a place to stay. It was good fun !
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Favorite travel memory... One of the best vacations was when I was 11. I took the train with my grandmother from Florida to Minnesota. (It was the last time I could travel as a "child" at that time. Fares went up at 12 years old.) I had a ball because there was another kid my age in the same car traveling with his grandmother. We stayed up really late playing together and somewhere in Georgia we watched a coffin being unloaded from the train. Scary but exciting.
In retrospect, one of the reasons I think this trip means so much to me is that, in looking back, it is a real lesson in total and unconditional acceptance. The child I was playing with was black and a boy and that made not one bit of difference to me. Doesn't today either. Childhood innocence and unconditional acceptance is something that we all need to remember. People are people. Period. Human is the label, not black or white or disabled or gay or anything else. EVERYONE is different. And EVERYONE is human. Human is the only label I need.
Ok, stepping off soapbox. But that is the reason that trip was/is so special.
Now yarn and a crochet hook would have made it perfect!!!!!!!!!
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My favorite travel memory is from this past Christmas. I was flying back to North Carolina from Iowa. My initial way back was via St. Louis. The day I was supposed to leave there was a huge ice storm in Des Moines, which delayed all of the flights out. When I got to the airport I discovered that there had also been a snow storm in St. Louis and all of their flights had been canceled. I got to spend another night in Des Moines. With no clean clothes. I went back to the airport the next day, hoping that I would actually be able to leave. My itinerary had changed to go back via Chicago. My flight from Chicago to NC was overbooked, and the ladies at the counter were trying to squeeze everyone in. They called my name and I went up to the counter. To help get everyone on the plane, I was upgraded to first class! Yay! I got to enjoy a nice sized seat, a flight attendant who hung my coat up, and free beverages. All while wearing the same clothes I'd been wearing the day before. And I'd decided to not shower since I saw no point in showering only to put on the same clothes I'd worn the day before.
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I would have to say my favorite travel memory is flying to England/Scotland for our honeymoon. It was the first time I had ever flown and I was very nervous. I didn't sleep at all on that flight. I watched 2 movies, Bridge to Terabithia and The Incredibles. I was knitting some socks or crocheting which was really neat.
The trip was also a choir tour as my husband was, and still is, involved with the De Camera Singers. So we shared our honeymoon with 40 others. We weren't the only honeymooners on that trip though. The conductor for the choir was also on his honeymoon with his wife.
It was fantastic, see all the beautiful castles and choirs. I even got to see the cafe in Edinburgh where Harry Potter was brought to life. I didn't want to leave. I did manage to see two LYS's which was great. I bought some wonderful yarn on sale that I couldn't get here in Canada.
I now have the traveling bug and hope to see more travel in the future.
Cora
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My favorite travel memory has to be the day Kevin and I went to pick up our adopted daughter from her international flight. Crazy nervous and excited, we had a short window of time between when our plane touched down and hers did, but amazingly it all went off without the usual airport mess!
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Believe it or not, my fave memory (from June, no less) is one of logistics; I made it from the Gaslamp district in San Diego, to my little apartment in Walnut Creek (including getting searched by security because I forgot to chuck my water bottle and stopping for pizza) in almost exactly 4 hours.
The distance I traveled in such a short time boggles my little mind.
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My husband and I are both afraid of flying, so we drive everywhere. One of the things we love most about driving is that we can stop to see all the sights! We've seen both kitschy things - Carhenge, the Superman statue in Metropolis, IL - and more meaningful things - the Gateway Arch in St. Louis, the bridges of Madison County, IA. They're all places we'd never have been able to visit if we flew instead of drove.
Three summers ago (2006) my husband and I made a trip from Montana to Tennessee to visit his family. We went through South Dakota on the way down and back. On the way down, we stopped at Wall Drug, and the Corn Palace in Mitchell. We took a week to drive back home slowly, and spent a full day in the Black Hills, finally visiting Mount Rushmore and Deadwood. I was raised in North Dakota, and have lived in ND and MT all my life, but that was the first time I'd gotten to stop at any of those places. It was one of the best trips we ever made!
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I think my favorite memory traveling was with my family down to Arkansas. We went to a campsite just the four of us, and it rained the entire week, but I can't remember a better week I've spent with my family. We had such a blast!
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My favorite travel memory is driving across country from sea to shinning sea.
I was on my own and it was very liberating. A real downer of a person said it would be too scary. What a wimp.
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My favorite travel memory is going to my very first stitches. I was so excited to actually plan a trip that involved me going somewhere I had never been to follow my fave hobbies knitting and crochet. I spent the entire week and was able to meet people that I only saw the names of in some of my favorite magazines and books. I also saw yarn that made my toes curl in awe. it was amazing. Thanks for bringing back the memories.
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I love staying in a nice B&B with my husband since our children have grown...no schedule...some shopping, relaxing, eating when and what WE want...not having to keep anyone else entertained... It's nice!
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1998-Hubs had been working in the Finger Lakes district of NY for a few months. I had never been north of the Mason-Dixon so I flew up to meet him, ending up on a twin engine into Ithaca. It was late October and the apples were ripe, the air was crisp and we got to spend our first anniversary at Niagara Falls. We got to visit a saint's reliquary at a monastery in Canada, see Attica Prison, and pick fresh apples. Then we headed back to Texas, thru snow, and rain and dodging buggies in PA. We got to see a lot of America on that trip and some of Canada, too.
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My favorite travel memory was taking my
mother to Paris. One day as we decided we were tired of walking we went to enter the Metro and it was closed. We walked to another and it was closed. The streets seemed filled with people and we were swept along by the crowd. It was Bastille
Day and though we walked our feet raw. we saw a great parade and had an adventure.
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My favorite travel memory was my first trip abroad. Three Continents: Europe; Asia; Africa. Three Countries: France; Israel; Egypt. Going to the top of the Eiffel tower, floating in the Dead Sea, going into the Great Pyramid of Khafre. It was a fantastic trip!
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My favorite travel memory was seeing my husband's face when my daughter, who was three months old at the time, and I got off the plane in Philadelphia. My husband had just started a new job in New Jersey, and we had been separated for a month while I was packing and he was working. His face when he saw our daughter was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
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My favorite travel memory is my husband's first cruise. We went about 6 years ago (I had been on several before). We had a great time and had the most perfect weather and perfect excursions. Our final day back in Miami we did a swamp tour - it was so relaxing and a great way to end a great trip.
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My favorite travel memory is driving with my husband to our honeymoon. We drove to a beautiful cottage in the bush, there were native birds sitting on the front porch waiting to be fed and native animals bounding around outside. We had the most beautiful open fire and enjoyed the sounds of nature for 3 days with no phone or tv it was magical.
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My most interesting travel memory would be when we were rushing to the hospital as I was in labor and being stopped by an accident. The policeman said we couldn't pass. My husband said then you have to deliver this baby. They quickly found a way to get us past the wreck and on our way again. LOL It was 2am. This road does not have a lot of through streets so there was no choice but to go that way.
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My husband and I met, over nine years ago, through an on-line discussion forum. We exchanged long daily e-mails, and then long telephone calls, for six months before finally planning a meeting. We spent a long weekend together that was pure heaven for both of us, and which cemented a relationship that is still strong after almost six years of marriage. One of the things I remember most about that weekend was visiting a butterfly habitat, where a sweet little creature followed me around persistently for at least 10 minutes. Maybe it was the pear hand lotion I had used.
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One of the funniest travel memories I have is when I got married, hubby and I were on our way to Disney for our honeymoon. We had stopped for gas and I thought it would be perfect "lucky day" to get a lottery ticket so I ran inside. I got carded. For a lottery ticket. I was 25! My hubbo laughed at me all the way to Orlando!
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This may sound weird, but it's a memory that makes us all laugh everytime we think about it. After driving in the August heat from Florida to Michigan with 10 & 13 year old daughters, we hit a major traffic stoppage 1/2 hour from our home exit. After waiting ~somewhat~ patiently for a long time, my husband had just had it. He took to the shoulder of the road, amid people sitting in their cars shouting VERY nasty stuff at us through the windows - and me telling him 'get back on the road! you're gonna get a ticket! Or kill us!!'. The best part was when a police officer stepped out from the traffic (traffic was TOTALLY stopped) and 'pulled him over' walking up to the car! We were walking distance from our exit, and he had to listen to a lecture from the officer, be respectful (we had the kids there!) and hope for no ticket! The kids were absolutely silent the rest of the ride home, after 'being kids' for the last 10 hours in the car! They still laugh about it, and that was in 1988!
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My favorite travel memory is a trip with my girlfriends to New Orleans. On the plane, we were all excited and talking about where to go first, etc, and as we got off the plane, the flight attendants gave us a big ol' bag of the little bottles of booze, saying they wished they could go with us, but since they couldn't, they wanted to at least add something to our fun!
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Great question! Favorite travel memory was this last week.. things have been tight in our home and we've experienced layoffs, one of my friends invited my toddler and I to stay at her cottage at the beach. It was simple, we cooked in each night, and although in years past I visited wonderful places such as Jamaica, Canada and California, we created the best memories ever just an hour's drive from home.
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Driving across country by myself (Los Angeles to Tampa) without a map, an agenda or any plan! Best trip ever!
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I think my favorite memory was in the mid 1960's. I went on a road & camping trip with my best friend and her Mom & Dad. We traveled the east coast from New York State all the ways north to New Brunswick, Nova Scotia & Prince Edward Island. We would stop and check out the local non-touristy (is that even a word?)sights. In Maine we visited a fisherman's wharf and watched them unload the day's catch of cod. But the best time during that trip, was when my girlfriend and I quietly slipped out of the tent and sat, with a couple of local boys, on the beach with a big ol' bomb fire. We were in Halifax, Nova Scotia. They kept making fun of our accents. We exchanged addresses and wrote back and forth for a couple of years. When we tried to sneak back into the tent, the sound of the zipper woke her Mom up. Busted! We had so much fun that year.
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My favourite travel memory was waking up in the morning after a very blurry-eyed late night arrival, and opening the curtains of my room to see the Great Pyramid of Giza -- the sun was making the top glow and I was so in awe of finally being in Egypt!
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There have been so many wonderful travel memories through the years, starting with three years on the road as a performer. But the best recent travel experience has to be the Crochet Cruise last spring. Crusing alone (without my DH) for the first time, but "with" some wonderful fellow crocheters and non-crocheters who shall remain nameless will stay in the memory banks for a long time.
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Way back in my early twenties, about a hundred years ago, I went on a singles cruise to Bermuda. I'd never traveled anywhere and certainly not by myself, and I was scared to death. But I had a blast!The thing I remember most was going on deck for a lifeboat drill just as we departed. As I walked onto the deck at my assigned lifeboat station, right in front of me was the Statue of Liberty, so close I could almost touch it. It was so awesome, especially since I had no clue where I was at the time. I knew right away that this would be a memorable trip, and I still have vivid memories of the rest of the cruise.
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I think the funniest and scariest was when we were traveling to Florida in my husband's, grandfather's really old motor home. We were on a freeway in GA going around a curve when the side door flew open. You can only imagine how much fun it was to try to shut that door. I am just thankful that the girls were no where near that door when it opened and that the motor home would only go 55 mph so we didn't have to pull over to get it shut. Needless to say that door was tied shut for the remainder of the vacation.
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One summer break, we drove coast-to-coast across the US. Leaving Boulder CO early one day we arrived in Flagstaff AZ LONG after dark.
Next morning, it was incredible to open the curtains of our hotel room and see the weird red sandstone formations just yards from the building. It was so removed from our previous experience, and felt just like a scene from the westerns we'd watched back home in our verdant Irish landscape.
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Last year I was able to have a 3 week stopover in Cairo and stay with a friend. It was fantastic to visit the pyramids and other "touristy" places, but also places other tourists DON'T go because I was there with a native! On my return trip to Saudi, I was lucky enough to have a 13 hour layover in Amsterdam! GREAT place! Wonderful people, amazing airport! I actually got a massage at a spa IN the airport. I was also able to take a train into Amsterdam where I was able to take a fantastic canal ride and then have lunch at a glassed in cafe. Awesome! I would love to go back to Amsterdam for a week long vacation.
Another great memory is my trip this past April to Lebanon to visit another friend! We went up into the mountains to have Easter dinner with her family, and there was still snow on the ground! I have a cool picture of me with a snowball AND a daisy in my hand. The two seasons blending together. BTW, if you like to eat, then Lebanon is the place to visit! The fruits and vegetables are the BEST I have ever tasted anywhere!
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One summer break, we drove coast-to-coast across the US. Leaving Boulder CO early one day we arrived in Flagstaff AZ LONG after dark.
Next morning, we opened the curtains of our hotel room and saw the weird red sandstone formations just yards from the building. It was so removed from our previous experience, and felt just like a scene from the westerns we'd watched back home in our verdant Irish landscape. Magical.
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My favorite memory is actually one that happened several times. We would drive pretty much across the entire state of PA (and it is big) to visit my Mom's family in NJ for Thanksgiving and other times. The trip would take about 6 hours and all of us were crammed into a car (no wagons for us and before the days of the mini van) 3 people in the front and 3 in the back (thank god for bench seats). The problem with the trip was often the fact that there was little to no radio reception because of the mountains, so we would take a portable cassette player and tapes to ease the way (I was often the DJ). And not matter what when we hit the Delaware Water Gap and crossed into NJ the song that had to be played was Barry Manilow's "Looks Like We Made It", because at that point we only had about an 45 minutes to an hour left in the trip. And we knew it wouldn't be long before our headlights would wake up my Grandfather who fell asleep in his easy chair and we would see it shadowed in the window and when he got up you could see the chair rock and spin, it was the best sight in the world.
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Not sure I'd call it my favorite, but the most memorable was definitely the time I wound up sitting next to a nervous-looking grayish guy with a strangely-folded newspaper on a plane from Chicago to Baltimore back in the mid to late 1980's. He just about jumped out of his seat when I offered him the different newspaper I had finished reading. Somehow I wasn't surprised when the rather similarly-energied person who wound up sitting on the aisle seat and he spent most of the flight speaking in jilted sentences about ladies in Cairo and such while making lots of finger gestures with their hands, obviously supplementing what was being said. I was rather annoyed at trying to ignore them the whole time (especially as I had brought along a nice book of cryptoquizzes to work on and did not feel comfortable doing them), but it was a memorable one, and I guess it counts as a favorite since it seems to be the one I trot out the most often when needing to come up with a travel story.
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My favorite travel memories usually involve staying with people we know who live in a different country (relatives or friends from various situations). It's great learning about a new place from people who live there.
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I guess my favorite travel memory would be flying to Las Vegas to get married at the Little Chapel of Flowers. We will celebrate our 10 year anniversary in September.
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Going through the Panama Canal in 1963 on an ocean liner at the age of 16. Very romantic beautiful jungle.
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My favorite travel memory, or compilation of memories, is the summer of 1984 when I was 15 and I went on a 5 1/2 week cross country tour with a teen youth group. We flew from NY to Colorado and spent the next 5 weeks in a bus. We traveled in the Rockies, through Nevada to California, spent two weeks in California, then drove clear across the US with stops in between and flew home from Columbus OH. Many, many, many really good memories (including the land travel day when we drove 12 hours in the bus with an extra few hours for a stop at a hospital when one of the kids got sick).
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One of my favorite travel memories was in Cambridge, England. We were walking around all of the universities there, and the honeysuckle in some gardens on the campuses had just started to bloom. It was so pretty, and smelled even prettier. It was just a really fun day. Seeing all the history was fun too.
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One of my favorite travel memories was when my family took Amtrak from California to Washington State to see my brother and wife. We got off the train in Seattle, took a shuttle bus to the airport to pick up our rental car (which weren't available at the train station), then took another shuttle bus from the airport to the off site car rental location, picked up our car then drove to the ferry station in time to catch the very last ferry boat across Puget Sound. By the end of the day, we had traveled by train, bus, car, boat and almost, but not quite by plane. Quite the adventure with lots of waiting for busses, but the kicker? The ferry terminal was only about a half mile from the train station we got off of and we had taken nearly three hours to travel that distance!
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Every summer we used to travel with my grandparents to the Washington and Oregon coast. Every time we'd set up our trailers in the Gov't campgrounds, my Grandma would do 'nature crafts' with us. Making daisy chain necklaces, collecting shells & stones on the beach and creating creatures, collecting pinecones, and filling them with suet for the birds, there were wonderful things we did with natural materials. Started a love of creating beautiful things, and are some of the best memories of my Grandma and childhood
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My favorite travel memory, is walking out in the jungle on the big island of Hawaii and relaxing in a natural hot spring. When we looked up we could see the moon rising between the palm trees.
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My favorite travel memory goes all the way back to when I was 6 years old. We were living in Germany and went to see Neuschwanstein Castle. This was the castle Cinderella's Castle was modeled after and for a little girl of 6 it was a fantasy come true.
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My favorite? We loaded up the mini-van, and my husband, three year old son, mother-in-law and I drove from WI to Ft. Benning, GA. We had a fun trip down, and I was driving onto post and paying more attention to the cars around me and the arrows painted on the lanes than to the massive billboards on either side of the road. We pull up to the guard post, I park, and an MP comes up to my window, asks for ID and says, "Welcome to Fort Benning, home of the Infantry. Follow me!" So I got out of the car and followed him. He put his hand on his gun, turned around and said "Miss, where are you going?" I looked at him like he was an idiot and said "You JUST said to follow you, remember?" He ROLLED his eyes at me, told me to "Get back in your vehicle, Ma'am" and walked away. I turned to my husband, expecting him to share in my indignation. He was laughing so hard, the van was shaking. I glared at him and demanded to know what was so funny. He snorted and pointed over my shoulder. I turned back around and finally read the largest of all the huge billboards flanking the road onto post. It's a picture of Iron Mike, a statue of an infantryman with his hand motioning forward. above him in script is "Welcome to Fort Benning, Home of the Infantry." Below Iron Mike, in GIANT block print-two words: "Follow me!" The infantry motto. My husband has retold this story to everyone. The guard at the VA hospital greets my husband with "Airborn!" and me with "Follow me!" and a hearty guffaw. This happened three years ago, and all of my husband's VFW buddies still cackle about it every time I walk in there. I think that's the best kind of travel memory. Nobody got hurt, and there's no way I'll ever forget that trip. Someone'll always remind me!
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my favorite travel memory would be driving from Denver, CO to Gillette, WY with my best friend. Nothing extraordinary happened, but it was my first time hanging out with her in 6 six since I had moved away, and the reason for the trip was to visit my grandfather, who I had not seen in about 10 years, because he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. His comment to me was "you all the way out here for little ol' me?"
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My favorite travel memory was our Caribbean cruise. Other than the 3 hour layover in Atlanta it was terrific! The weather was perfectly warm while it was cold at home. (November) I wanted to stay on the ship for another week!
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Gosh, so many memories to pick from as a former military family! When dh and I were dating a short time we both were transferred from navy schools in Great Lakes to San Diego. We followed each other and stopped to visit some of his family in Texas. A group of us went to a chili cookoff in a borrowed popup tent camper. Being the only female in our group they had a good time teasing me and pulling tricks on me too. It wasn't until the last day of the 3 day weekend that I discovered the guys had fibbed to me and there really were showers and bathroom facilities besides the bushes! Hmmm, maybe you had to be there to appreciate the humor
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When I was in junior high, some kids from our class went to Edinburgh Scotland for 3 weeks, it was an exchange program with a school there (they came over the next year). We stayed with host families, got to see how they lived up close. So cool, bus rides up to the highlands, saw the church on Oban, lots of little white lambs in very green fields, etc. Really educational.
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I admit it a give away pulled me out of hiding
My favorite travel memory was when I was in Crete a friend and I took off on an impromptu hike along the cliffs. Many hours later, tired, dirty and completely lost (having wandered inland) we came upon a family harvesting olives. They sat us down on big burlap sacks of harvested olives, fed us mandarin oranges and then gave us a ride back to town, on winding roads along the Mediterranean at dusk, in the back of their pick up truck.
It was a beautiful day.
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My favorite travel memory is the 20+hour long trips to see family. We always drove through the night, sleeping in the van. I remember counting semis to fall asleep.
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My favorite travel memory is the trip we just returned home from. We traveled to San Diego, CA to meet our first grandchild. Levi was 1 week old when we arrived and this precious little one actually made me 'forget' about crochet while we were there. Except, of course, the tiny little sleeves that he needed to cover the brace that he needs to wear 24/7. I just COULDN'T let that brace rub against his brand new delicate skin. Anyway, long story short, nothing will EVER compare to meeting your first grandchild.
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My favorite travel memory was sitting at the bar in LAX's lounge watching CNN tell me about all the destruction Hurricane Ike wreaked on Houston while I was flying across the Pacific Ocean.
Oh wait, that wasn't my favorite memory at all! My favorite memory was winning a trip to South America!
Now all I have to do is win these books and I'll be luckiest person in the world.
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My favorite travel memory by far, is a trip to Bangui, Ilocos Norte (northernmost part of Luzon, Philippines) when I was eight.
We went to a river with water so clean we could have bottled it right there. That wasn't the part I loved the most though.
There were wild animals all around us. The monkeys visited us during lunch, and took refuge on my dad's head. We took a picture of the lovely panorama. After that, the talented little monkey pooed right there on top of my dad's head! Haha! Such a precious memory for an eight-year old girl.
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I have too many Favs to be completely honest. One of my tops was our honeymoon to Destin FL. The white sand beaches and clear water. I remember seeing a huge red crab crawl around in it our first day. We took a lot of long walks and ate at a ton of great places. Our last day was insane because a hurricane was rolling in, it was Dean I do believe. The water was smashing against buildings and jellyfish were being washed ashore. It was pretty much amazing to see mother nature at work. I think the best part about it was being with my husband and just having a simply loving time. Enjoy your trip!
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Two years I was traveling to Newfoundland from the US. I had just enough time to RUN to next terminal for my flight. I am running all the while hoping to get there only to find the flight was canceled due to fog. I spent all day at the airport waiting to see if any of the flights would get out and hoping to get on a standby flight. Finally they say a flight will leave and they start calling names. They say they only have two spots left so I take out my knitting and prepare for the evening. My name is the last one called and I got to fly first class. A nice hot meal, a comfy seat and all I could drink made up for the horrible 12 hours at the airport.
Have a great flight to buffalo, I love it there.
krista - pixiefashions@hotmail.com
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My favorite travel memory: There are a few, but I guess my favorite was spending two months in Croatia (then Yugoslavia). My family had hosted an exchange student (at my insistence) for my senior year of high school. I decided to put off college for a year and worked after graduation so I could go visit her. It was an amazing visit and I'm so glad I did it, as I never would have later. I was immersed in a foreign culture, learned some of their language, met some wonderful people and gained weight, as they have fresh bread every day and it was delicious! This was before the civil war and it was still Yugoslavia, what a beautiful country and beautiful people. I was truly sorry that they had to go through such a terrible civil war, but very happy that my friend and her family came through it and survived. She is now married with two children.
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One of my favorite travel memories was when my son was 15 months old (he is now turning 13). We went on a Royal Caribbean Cruise. My dear husband, who is an early riser would take my also an early riser baby out on deck in the mornings to run off some energy. Well all you heard was knock knock knock knock knock as the little bugger ran down the hall of the ship knocking on every single door as he went by. I am sure the people who stayed up half the night in the bars or casino loved their 5 am wake up knocks by my son! LOL!
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Hmmm...fav travel memory...um, right now? On my first flight that has wifi! LOL
Seriously, maybe my favorite one was the first time we went overseas. My BFF moved there and we went to visit. Flying home on Christmas the Delta representative lady was going through the long line and came up to us. She quietly notified us that we had been upgraded for free to first class, Merry Christmas from Delta. It was so unexpected and nice and certainly made the trip home easier!
Have a safe trip, dude!
PS When are you coming to Cincinnati and/or Phoenix?
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HI Drew!
I was 7 when I took my 1st plane ride. I was convinced that the plane would stop mid air and everyone would get out and bounce on the clouds like crazy for a while then we'd get back in the plane and continue to our destination. Imagine my surprise when the plane just took off from NY and landed in Bermuda. No stops. Sigh. I've not enjoyed a plane ride since.
Safe travels & good times!
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My favorite travel memory would have to be my most recent excursion. My youngest son joined the Army last summer and left his car home with me. Then he proceeded onto school in Arizona and when it was Christmas he came home for the holidays and to collect his car. I was able to take a week off work to drive back with him (from Nevada). We took pleasant back roads instead of busy highways. Knowing that this was probably the last I would see him in a long time made the drive extra special and memorable. When we arrived in Arizona I had 2 days visiting time before I headed home. He showed me around his post and the surrounding town. We really had a nice time! I would do it again in a heartbeat!! :]
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One of my favourite trips was to the World Pond Hockey Championships in New Brunswick Canada. My husband, brother-in-law, and my step dad were all playing and we had such a blast.
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My favourite trip ever was believe it or not a work trip. Usually I was required to travel with some colleagues and my boss on the buying trips. This time however I was sent to New York from Melbourne Australia by myself for two weeks. I stayed in studio suite at the trendy Bryant Park Hotel just off 5th Ave and spent two weeks roaming New York taking in the trends and lots of photos all at the companies expense. I experienced so much in that time, I so felt like Carrie Bradshaw the entire time, and I got paid to do it.
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I guess my best travel memory would be my honeymoon. My husband and I were so wrapped up in the wedding we didn't make honeymoon plans. We just got up the next morning and flipped a coin for north or south. We ended up at Niagara Falls. I don't think we could have planned a better honeymoon.
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I don't often get a chance to travel, but in August 2002, I had to go to Washington State for a chemical education conference. My allergies didn't bother me for once, and the weather was actually gorgeous with highs in the 70s. We did have a delay getting into the SeaTac airport, so we circled Mt. Rainier, which definitely impressed this East Texas girl
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Favorite travel memory would have to be my honeymoon trip to Spain. Nothing but a plane ticket, a car rental and our bags, driving all over and finding places to stay, my husband getting pickpocketed in Barcelona (all they took was the cash, and we got the wallet back, so it wasn't a disaster and we have a good story), and seeing some amazing scenery. Wonderful memories!
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hi there just found your blog and i love the ruffled edge shawl. ive been looking for something to use my handpsun yarn for. now i just need to learn how to crochet haha
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My favorite memory is my most recent trip. I just got back yesterday from my first trip to the North Carolina Outer Banks. I spent five days in Kill Devil Hills with my family. It was a great week, even if we did have two severe thunder storms. The beach was great, the food was great, we went bird watching and visited the Wright Brothers Memorial. The whole family got along, and it was a great family reunion. I can't wait to go back again!
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My favorite travel memory? It's gotta be the first time my folks took all us (6) kids to the New Jersey shore for a family vacation. It was the first time we'd been down the shore and we all had a blast. We didn't have much money, and stayed in a two room apartment. It was the best time of our lives and we all still talk about it today. Seeing the sand and ocean for the first time was an experience none of us ever forgot. Most of us kids still make annual trips down the shore, and we take our kids with us. Hopefully, they will have great memories too and take their kids!
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My favorite travel memory was the first time I went on a boat. I was eleven. We were on a tour in Maryland. Everything was good but later I didn't feel so good. I became seasick and had to lay down for a little while. I still had a great time.
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I love travelling, so it's hard to pick a favorite. I guess my most recent favorite was a road trip I took with my 12yo and 9yo all along the east coast. I brougt some DVDs for the kids to watch on my laptop, but they only watched one during the whole trip, which that included stops in PA,CT,NY,NC,VA,GA, and finally home to FL. The time in tha car was so fun. I was amazed at the ways my kids found to entertain themselves, and they kept me entertained too!
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My favorite travel memory is from a roadtrip with a friend 4 years ago. She drove my van from MN to TX and back. We spent a week at her Grandma's place near Dallas. I took with me the afghan I was crocheting at the time. I get cold easily due to a spinal cord injury, so I was always shivering in the air conditioning. My friend would laugh at me; I was too wrapped up in the afghan to work on it!
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When I finished my army basic training and school, I flew home for a much needed month off. It just happened that I got back to Texas (Houston actually) on my Dad's birthday. Much of my extended family was there and we had a big loud party at one of my favorite restaurants. That was a great trip, even though it was to home.
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Fork lightening over the old city of Dubrovnik while standing on a balcony above the city. Spec-tac-ular!
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My favorite travel memory was our 3rd Anniversary my husband surprised me with a trip to NYC to visit my best friend it was a fabulous trip except for the part where on the way he misread the flight board and thought we had 5 minutes to make it across the airport to our connecting flight. He made us RUN there and when we arrived we had 2 HOURS to wait, lol. It might not have been too bad but I was 7 months pregnant at the time. But it has made for a good laugh the last 5 years and will always be a favorite trip!
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I will always cherish the wonderful vacation to the Mall of America my husband and I took as newlyweds! We live in IL so it was not even that far away but back then it was an expensive trip for us to take, so we really enjoyed it!
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My new favourite travel memory will have to be just this past week. My daughter is now eleven, and we have been working on her crochet skills since she was 5 years. She is at the point now, where she has the patience and the physical coordination to read and execute simple patterns. On our cottage getaway this year, I helped her work through a skully pattern, and could not be more proud of her! I have made her probably about a dozen of these hats, but now she has one that she had made herself, and she has been beaming with pride, I think she might burst! Now she is making one for her best friend! Add one more crocheter to the world population! We are taking over, LOL!
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I think my favorite travel memory ws my husband and I hauled our camper out to Leroy, NY for our second anniversary. He had a sports compitition out there one day and we turned it into a fantastic vacation, we went to the Jell-o museum, did a driving tour of some stops and places of interest on the underground railroad, visited Niagra (both sides) and on our second anniversary we kissed under the Braidal Veil falls in the American falls.
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My favorite travel memory was when my husband an I went to Hawaii before our kids were born. Could not even think about taking a trip like that now. How young and fee we were. By the way, I saw you on TV last week demonstrating cables. Awesome bit.
Thanks!
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It's not a good travel memory though! We missed the last boat from Magnetic Island (Qld, Australia) to the 'mainland' Townsville. Stranded overnight on jetty; it was 41 yrs. ago and it's still a 'travel memory! Need I tell you more?
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My travels out west when I was 13 were the most memorable. The camping experience was my first. We went to Yellowstone when there were animals everywhere. We got quite close to a herd of moose. Looked down on Buffalo in a huge grassland. Skied down rocky, snowy hills in just our tennies. Walked to the outhouse alone, in the dark in the middle of the night. I walked around a high crumblie hill not worried in the least until someone screamed, thinking I would get killed. I slid the entire way down on my butt, after that. I took my first airplane ride home. When we went over Lake Michigan, to come back to O'Hare airport, I thought we were being hi-jacked. I didn't understand flight patterns. And unbelievably, I even missed my little sister, who I hadn't seen in two weeks.
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My favorite trip was taking my husband, daughter, son-in-law, and three grandchildren to Disney to celebrate my 52nd birthday and survival of a heart attack the week before Christmas. We had so much fun even though there was not a lot of rides I could go on. It was worth it though to see their faces for the 4 days we where there.
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My favorite memory is my first anniversary when my Husband took me to this special little beach. I fell in love with is so much and we had to go every year, twice a year, until we had kids and couldn't afford to go any more. Oh well!
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My favorite travel memory is driving from Santa Monica, CA to Jacksonville, FL with my boys (they were 3 at the time). We went from coast to coast on I-10 in November. We took our time, I only drove in the daylight hours. We saw so many beautiful things..including the best double rainbow in New Mexico..and met the most wonderful people along the way. On the way home we were stranded in East Texas for two days because of flooding and then were stuck in New Mexico for another two days due to an ice storm. All in all it was the most fun I could have ever had with two 3-year old boys driving across the country in bad weather in a Toyota Echo!
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My road trip off to college in my crammed pontiac with my Grandma in the passenger seat. At the time I wanted to be independent, but she was determined to see me off. Lots of good memories from that trip, but the thing I treasure most is I had her all to myself, no sharing her with siblings, cousins, or kids eventually. Just Grandma and me on the open road.
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Hey Drew, great to see you in Buffalo. I had a great time yarn shopping, getting books signed, taking classes and hanging out with other yarnaholics. The dinner fashion show was fun and inspiring. Thanks for being there; it was great!!
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my favorite travel memory happened in Carcassonne where our tour bus was stuck on a narrow street-couldn't back up, couldn't move forward due to an illegally parked car on one side of the street. I persuaded some of the guys (including 2 priests) on the bus to 'bounce' that car (it was a tiny Euro car) on to the sidewalk so the bus could pass, they did! and it worked, we got to our hotel soon after. I felt like that classic little cartoon devil on a shoulder that day.
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I am fascinated that you have such cool ideas on crochet - what a prize it would be to have your books!
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My best travel memory in recent memory is traveling to the Convergence for weaving and spinning in Michigan in '06. Getting there was a challenge, leaving from LAX with a huge crowd flying United. I thought for sure I would miss my flight but a nice young lady moved me, because my flight time was close, to nearer to the front of the line with all other so to depart persons. I got to the check in stand finally and with my spinning wheel in tow and my bags packed for 3 weeks, I bravely stepped up and stated my destination. To which the nice man at the counter replied, "Oh there are thunder storms and tornadoes there, but I'll get you as close as I can." With that he put my bags on the conveyor belt and checked me in. Then he handed me my tickets and said, "Now Run!"
I ran as fast as I could and was never so glad to see my airplane all ready to take off. Of course they were glad to see me too, because nobody could go anywhere until I showed up. Everyone was real nice and soon I was seated and my spinning wheel safely stowed.
Suffice it to say the all day flights got me in a little late for my first night class but I was bumped to a suite for my troubles and made it just in time to my first morning class. It was called Beginning Weaving, By Marci Pettrini and as I walked in she said, "Oh it's so good you could make it. Your friend has been waiting for you." With that she introduced me to my class partner and we both said "Hi friend!"
This Convergence, and particularly that first class and friend have been an important part of my life ever since. I love to weave and have started a business from it, I have a great friend who lives in Michigan and whenever she and her husband travel to SoCal, we get together for a visit.
Hope this is not too long.
Love your site and look forward to your books.
Liana
lianasloom.com
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I especially remember a trip to Canada with my dad. I remember him pointing out the way the ice had covered the trees and how glorious it looked.
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my favorite travel memory was coming home from the orphanage with my nine brothers and sisters on Christmas Eve 1953. I believe, I still believe! There really is a Santa Claus.
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I absolutely love your blog or website I found you by accident and love your crochet patterns how can i buy your books i live in Australia best wishes yvonne
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I just found your blog! Please enter me into your drawing.
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My favorite travel memory is my motorcycle adventure of 05. We rode a cross country,from MA to CA,That's coast to coast. We rode 7000 miles in 3 weeks. I saw deserts and mountains, small towns and large cities,so much I could talk all day about it. It was the adventure of a lifetime, I wish I could do it again. THere's NOTHING like traveling by motorcycle.
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My favorite travel memory was my first flight when I a kid. My dad had to travel to Canada for business, so he arranged to take my sisters and I with him. It was a small prop plane that was really loud. It was clear, and there was so much to see. We could see hills and lakes, and farms, and it was amazing. It is a memory of my father that I will always treasure.
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I want to win!!
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Oh, I can't read. My favorite travel memory was when I met an actress I really admire on a plane from Chicago to New York. I met her in the lobby and then ended up sitting right behind her on the plane!
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One of my favorite crochet related travel memories is my trip to Vegas. I was working on chemo caps for charity. Everywhere I went in the airport, on the plane, and around Vegas people would stop and ask about the caps. I felt like an emisary promoting both crochet and community service. Such a warm memory!
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One of most memories is when I was 10.me and my mom and dad all went from northern ca to fla back to the midwest visiting all the other family and friends.It was wonderful time driving through the country.The following summer my dad passed away so grateful that we got the chance to have that trip!
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My favorite travel memory is the trip I took with my teenage daughter years ago. We threw a couple of bags in the car, drove to the highway & picked "left or right". Randomly along the way we would again choose "left or right". Traveled through 3 states that way. Saw so many fantastic local sites, and generally just had a blast.
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I hope you do not judge Jersey on Newark alone! We are the blueberry capitol of the world!
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I think my favorite travel memory is from when I was a kid in the 1970's. My mom and I traveled all the way across the country to visit my aunt and uncle in San Diego. It was my first time on an airplane and I loved everything about the trip!
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My favorite travel memory was being taken to Belgium for my birthday. My fiancé gave me a dozen pink roses with twice as many pink roses, took me to a quilt show then out for a very fancy French dinner.
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Favorite travel memory! Being 6 years old, camping (in the 70's) with mom dad and my little brother huge bad weather and rain coming in the tent and mom being so calm and telling my brother and I just keep coloring (my coloring book was getting wet) and not freaking out or us out when we had to run for the bathrooms before the tornado hit our campground. Needless to say tent was trash and we did the rest of the vacation at Motel 6's! To this day I'm not afraid of tornado thanks to mom's cool head!
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My favorite travel memory is probably the family trip my family took from Virginia driving down to Disney World the summer between 2nd and 3rd grade. Daddy had built a padded bench that fit between the back of the front seat and the front of the back seat so that my brother and I had more room to stretch out and roll around. Back in those days, seat belts weren't a priority. In fact, the middle seat belt was most often used to delineate the boundary of our respective "territories".
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Oh! What a fab giveaway! Like kittens and fine caviar, I do not travel well. I can't think of one good travel memory, but have many good destination memories. My favorite is Nags Head, NC ... or really any beach.
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Drew, I've always admired your cutting edge crochet designs. They always have a fresh look about them. Cindy Moore
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I love a free give away-love your designs!!I have so many travel memories-some good some sad-it's all about the human spirit.
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My favorite travel memory is of visiting the Sleeping Beauty castle in the Ble lack Forest in Germany when I was a little girl. My father could do a perfect imitation of a cuckoo, and there was one bird that was going nuts trying to figure out where his competition was!
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My favorite trip was driving through the mountains of Kentucky! It's one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. It was so peaceful and a great thing to see with my cousins who I don't get to see very often.
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We don't travel much or far from home but our latest excursion was to find a new family friend. We had to travel a couple hours north to Tampa to pick up our new puppy. She has become a big part of our family. On the trip home, she snuggled right up with her "boy" (our son Robbie-10) and hasn't left him since
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I'll throw my hat in here too. My favorite travel memory is Jason and I traveling across the mountains to get to his parent's house for Christmas. We left when I was finished with work at 11pm and drove all night. The car snacks of peanut butter and crackers and singing at the top of our lungs while playing shut the box will always remind me of the early days of our relationship. Still, when we are driving late and night I will be brought back to that trip. 15 years later, I still love road trips with him.
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My favorite travel memory is a tough one since I have several... there was the time I traveled with my mom and we had an 8 hour lay over so I sat & crocheted on a lovely beaded wrap. Or the time my mom & I went to Italy and spent a week visiting with family there. I crocheted every single day making quick working scarves for the ladies. Before the end of the week everyone who came to the house to see us would enter & ask me what I had made that day or what was I working on now? ... The country was beautiful. Meeting and spending time with family was incredible. Being able to see some of the crocheted pieces that were made by our cousins, and her mother & her grandmother was priceless! Have hook will travel
May all of your travels be fun filled crochet adventures!!!
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My favorite travel memory was going to France for the first time a few years ago and seeing Notre Dame Cathedral and being able to draw by the Seine.
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My favorite travel memories are of camping at Holly River State Park, West Virginia, with my kids. We went for spring break week every year. The wild flowers are in bloom this time of year and it was beautiful--even if it rained and the kids complained. Can't beat mother nature for a good time--hiking, fishing, cooking on a campfire.
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My favorite travel memory is my craziest travel memory. We arrived in Rome late at night after traveling across Italy by train. The guide book told us not to pay more than a certain amount for our taxi, so I started to haggle. None of the drivers would agree to a price even close to it. Tired beyond belief, I removed my 80 pound pack off my 6' tall, 350 pound self and tossed it onto the street in front of the train station, put up my dukes, smiled a crazy woman smile, waggled my eyebrows and said, with all the humor I could muster, "I'll take you on for a reasonably priced taxi ride!" They all laughed at me like I was nuts, and maybe a tensy bit scary, but we got a taxi at the price we were willing to pay.
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My favorite trip was a 10 day road trip with my husband going down The Great River(the Mississippi) Road. We started in Wabasha, MN in the north and drove south from there. The funniest stay of our trip was in Hannibal, MO. I had booked a room at a major chain motel and asked if they had a room with a river view. I was told they did and we finalized our transaction. Well, when we arrived at the motel we were about a block from the river and couldn't see it from street level. Once we checked in we were given directions to our room. Now, we usually take a trip in October to celebrate our anniversary, so the motel was pretty empty. Anyway, we take the elevator to the top floor, no problem. We walk down a very quiet corridor to the last room on the river side of the motel. We open the door and to our surprise the first thing we see is the room is very mismatched, down to the mismatched (some floral!) sheets on the bed. We go to the window and no river. There's a table and chairs there, so I drag a chair to the farthest corner of this big picture window and there, by gosh, is the river. And that's not all! Right outside our river view room is the classic blinking neon motel sign.
We'll always remember our Great River Road trip!
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I thought I left a message here, but I can't find it, so I will leave a new one. We just got back from our yearly cottage get-away last week, and it is my new favourite crochet-related travel memory. My duaghter is 11, and I taught her to crochet when she was about 4-5 years old. But she is just now getting to the point where she can read a pattern, and execute the instructions. We spent most of our down-time at the cottage working on a skully. I have made her probably a dozen of these skully hats, as she loves them, and they are a great way to use up a bit of leftover yarn. But this time, she learned to make her own! And mommy could not be more proud! Even the seaming, and the working in the ends was done to perfection. Add one more to the world population of crocheters! We are taking over!
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My favorite memories go back to renting a house with 7 friends up on "Friends Lake" (real name) up passed Lake George in NY State. We used to have such a great time..total cost for the house from Sat to Sat was only $300. Split that 7 ways, put money in for food and we were set. I have soo many happy memories of those years. That was 20+ years ago and I still have the same friends..how lucky am I!
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My favorite travel memory is the vacation I took to Washington DC in 2006. Being able to see the history that is our great country with my children and watch them experience the visit with wonder and enjoyment has become my favorite family memory. We were there over the 4th of July, watched fireworks from the bank of the Potomic River while me and my oldest daught crocheted. I often tell people that is a fantastic vacation spot for the whole family at any age!!
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When I was just 19 and a newlywed, my husband was in the Army and stationed in Athens, Greece. I'd never flown till then so was a bit nervous. When landing in Athens, the airport is right next to the Mediterranean, and coming down, you can't see the runway or solid ground at all till you are on it. Scary! I was so relieved to get off that plane and find my sweetie waiting for me!
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favorite was Niagra on my honeymoon. not only for the traditional element but also for the tremedous amazement of the falls.
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Cool,
too late... story of my life...
Thanks
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