Places To Go, People To See, Part III

Look, honey, there on the horizon–rich folk!

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Not in the mood for a skin-damaging tan and a romp in the sun? Try exciting Canada!

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“Treasures! Uncrowded!” Uncrowded? Is that the best selling point? I suggest:

Canada–get your prescriptions here!

You Americans can’t travel that far north? How about tropical Wisconsin? The sun literally bleached the brown out of her hair, and it will bleach the germs off you, including pesky ebola. If that’s not enough incentive, you can enjoy moderately-priced food!

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Well, that’s enough travel for me. Dick and Jane bottle-feeding a fawn is cuteness overload. A full-page ad for Wisconsin and they didn’t even use the word “cheese”!

15 thoughts on “Places To Go, People To See, Part III”

  1. Nassau gets my vote. Especially for that price. I don’t handle cold very well. I will say the food is good in all places. As far as I recall. I don’t really go on vacations much any more. Some would say I don’t really need to. And they would be right.

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  2. Back in those days, my parents each summer would routinely load us three kids and the dog in the wood-paneled station wagon and head to the Berkshire Mountains in Massachusetts, where relatives owned a string of a half-dozen rather musty overnight cabins they would allow us to stay in for a whole week, gratis. The No Vacancy light was never on, if you get my drift. So any of these spots look exotic and unobtainable to me. I must say, the Canadian and Wisconsin chamber ad writers did not quite have it down pat yet, Kerbey.

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    1. I suppose accuracy was not the mission in the ads. A week gratis is a deal not to be passed up. That would save over a grand easily these days. All I know of the Berkshires is “Lord, the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of that frosting.” But you weren’t there with snow…

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      1. My relatives were in Brooklyn by the time the frosting was on the Berkshires, Kerbey. That was summers only. I do recall the day when my older cousin, by 10 years, took me behind the house and taught me to shoot his .22 rifle. Berkshires, not Brooklyn. I do believe my parents both needed a drink inside a pineapple when they heard the retort and ran outside and saw me grinning from knocking that tin can off the tree stump. Ah, memories.

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  4. “dairyland” most certainly connotes cheese. But not sure about those beaches. ??? Funny how wordy ads used to be. Now they’d just scream, “Fun!” and such.

    So here’s your question: If you could vacation anywhere, $$ no object, where would you go?

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    1. I don’t have a passport, so…Hawaii! I want to hula and wear a supportive coconut bra and feel the gentle trade winds in my 8G Excellence Cream hair. I want to eat crispy pig skin once they pull that pig out of the ground like they do there. And like I told Mark, I want to drink out of a big pineapple.

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      1. sounds excellent (though you can drink out of a big pineapple at the Minnesota State Fair, haha) but money is no object so you could easily have a passport.

        btw, where is this ramona club we’re supposed to be meeting at? I might be running late, but don’t leave if you’re there because I’ll be on my way shortly.

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      2. It’s in Vegas, but apparently it was imploded in 2007. I had plans to meet south of the Ramona Room, at the French doors that led out onto a patio ringed in wagon wheels, but I guess that’s a moot point now. What am I supposed to do now? I have yellow feathers in my hair and a dress cut down to there!

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