Welcome to Week Ten of our fabulous segment Flashback Fridays where the old and new collide on everything from books to movies to first loves to favorite vacations.
This week we're flashingbacking to those fabulous summer vacations--you know, the ones you still remember to this day. Maybe they took you to wild and exotic locations, maybe they helped you to conquer fears like going on a rollercoaster or parasailing at the beach, or maybe they resembled something out of the Grizzwald's vacation to Wally World(sure hope none of you had a dead relative strapped to the luggage rack of the Family Truckster!).
But the vacations of your teenage years are probably most memorable because they held heart racing, gut wrenching first loves--I may or may not be able to still remember the guy's name I met in Panama City Summer of 94....eesh!
One of the best "summer vacation books" has to be The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. It's the first summer best friends, Lena, Carmen, Tibby, and Bridget are separated as each ventures off on different summer plans--Lena to Greece to visit her grandparents(enter hunky Greek god), Bridget goes to soccer camp in Mexico and plays on and off the field with her enter hunky, young soccer mentor. While Carmen visits her dad in South Carolina and also manages to find a hunky soon to be step-brother. And then Tibby...well, she really doesn't have an enter hunky dude in the first book. She stays at home, works on a film, and befriends a young, dying girl.
While time seemed to stand still in Stoneybrook and the members of the Baby-Sitters Club stayed in 8th grade long enough to qualify for Social Security, they did manage to take some AWESOME summer vacations. Who could forget their memorable turn as counselors as Camp Mohawk? But seriously, Ann M, could we have found a better name less offensive to Native Americans? Why not "camp runs with babysitters"? Then there was summer they all went to Sea City on the Jersey Shore--of course that would be pre-Snookie and the Situation drunken Jersey Shore. As sugary-sweet G rated as the BSC was, I can't imagine Claudia and Stacy getting in bar fight, or one of the Barrett kids almost drowning because Logan Bruno had stopped watching them to go lift weights and tan. Speaking of Logan, doesn't he kinda look like a Zach Morris rip-off in this cover?
So what are your favorite summer vacation reads?