We love taking our two kids to Center Parcs and always have great fun though (even though it's expensive!). For one reason and another, I came across some pictures of me about the same age as our son on a family holiday.
When I was growing up, we didn't have loads of spare cash, although we never went without. My Dad worked six days a week to make sure we went away and had a good Christmas - although I didn't realise or appreciate it at the time.
Back in the early 80s, caravan holidays were all the rage, and every year we made the long trek down to Devon for our annual holiday during Coventry fortnight. Here I am at Ladram Bay in Devon:
It felt like we knew more people in Devon during that fortnight than we did at home. Mum and Dad always seemed to be talking to people Dad worked with! I also remember listening non-stop to Joni Mitchell and Lionel Richie all the way there. The four hour journey explains why I still know all the words to Joni Mitchell's Blue album 30-odd years later.
Holidays in this country are so great. I do wonder what our four year old would make of a brown velour static caravan though; I bet he'd love it if he was by the sea!
Where did you go on holiday as a child? I'd love to know if you plan to take your kids back there too.