My first was from Ontario to my parents home Province of Newfoundland. My mom was one of 11 children, and my dad 5. Our family was until then just the 5 of us. It lovingly became HUGH!
It was a L. O.. N... G! dusty road trip. The Trans Canada was new, and gravel. The Marine Atlantic crossing a child's magical adventure.
The sea was storm heightened; the hatches battened down. Mom suffered motion sickness. My father a Royal Navy Vet WWII was elated, and so happy to be going HOME for our first visit. The year was 1962.
The last from Ontario to Newark N. J. to take a
RCCL cruise to Bermuda. We took our Dgs and our Ddil. Our Dgs had been on a
Disney cruise with us so this was a time to experience cruising through a pre teens eyes. It was Ddil's first cruise which gave her the opportunity to see what Dgs cruise was like.
1st picture is of me, my brother, and twins we met onboard.
2nd Mom feeling better after the storm passed.
3rd Dad in a laneway once we arrived.