tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636799445242396833.post1408438756996500926..comments2024-03-01T03:18:04.652-05:00Comments on The Daily Harrell: Flashback Friday: VacationJessie Harrellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11581727105030086814noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636799445242396833.post-83251955082013256052010-08-21T16:49:28.461-04:002010-08-21T16:49:28.461-04:00Hmm... so as long as your parents took you to some...Hmm... so as long as your parents took you to something that interested you, vacations were okay? makes sense.Jessie Harrellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11581727105030086814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636799445242396833.post-77888321566775138272010-08-21T15:46:04.199-04:002010-08-21T15:46:04.199-04:00I didn't mind trips with the parental units be...I didn't mind trips with the parental units because they usually found interesting stuff to do (always liked history and architecture). However, I absolutely hated being stuck in the car for hours with them and my annoying brother. And we always started out at 5am (me= not a morning person).Carolyn Abiadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10567399129586443513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7636799445242396833.post-16146540337912095602010-08-20T10:21:36.461-04:002010-08-20T10:21:36.461-04:00Glad you guys had a good weekend, hot but good. Wh...Glad you guys had a good weekend, hot but good. When I was a teenager, my family didn't take many vacations. They were too busy traipsing the little bro around for ice hockey. Yeah, I know. I'd usually opted out of those weekends unless we were heading to Boston or something. The guys there filled the ice rink. Just saying.S.A. Larsenッhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06241633272588383935noreply@blogger.com