Ah, remember those essays we all had to write when we went back to school after summer vacation? I do because I never had anything to write. Essentially, I spent every summer in Michigan (court order) while my dad was still alive. Each year, I’d board a plane in Philadelphia, leaving my friends behind, and head toward my dad’s house where he would dump me with relatives. Sounds ideal, doesn’t it?
Have you ever been to Michigan in the summer? Yeah, it’s hot, humid, and there’s not much to do for a kid trapped at a house alone with her cousins while her dad, aunts and uncles worked. All this inactivity makes for an extremely short “How I Spent My Summer Vacation” essay. Knowing me, I probably made stuff up or exaggerated to the point of being suspicious. Who knows and who remembers? What I do know is that it’s hard to make a 1,000 word essay about playing hide ‘n seek in a cornfield.
Times have changed and I actually do a lot of traveling over the summer. One stop this past summer was in Limerick, Ireland, a beautiful part of the country. You can read about one of my adventures in this piece I wrote for Milliver’s Travels. Maybe you didn’t know that I’m a staff writer at Milliver’s Travels? Yep, I’ve been on the staff for a couple years and I’ve written numerous articles about my travels. You should stop by and see where I’ve been. You might get some ideas for your own future trips.
What did you do this summer? Don’t worry, no essay required, just drop me a line or two about a favorite thing you did that brought you immense joy. Or maybe even just one moment that took your breath away.