My mother was born in Cape Breton, and we'd visit that area most summers. We'd camp near Baddeck, and some of us attended the Gaelic College and learned things like piping. (That didn't interest me.) We also visited my Aunt Alma near Sydney. And we'd go up to Cape Breton Highlands National Park, with Ingonish Beach and walking trails. The scenery there is pretty dramatic.
We'd also visit Prince Edward Island in the summer. (This was before they built Confederation Bridge, when you had to use a ferry.) There was a national park there too with a nice beach at Cavendish. And we went to Charlottetown's Confederation Center, where they put on musicals like Anne of Green Gables.
We visited the United States a few times. We happened to be in Washington, D.C., at the time of the Watergate break-in. (Mother spotted it as something important.) We were also in the underground parking lot where the reporters met Deep Throat.
At first we used an umbrella tent, but later we bought a trailer. (We eventually sold it for the same price we'd paid, though there'd been some inflation in the meantime.) Later, after we started our garden, we'd store vegetables in the trailer.
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