Panama City Beach
My favorite road trip memory was our trip to Panama City Beach, Florida when I was 10 years old. There were 8 kids in our family, but this trip consisted of my parents and the the 4 youngest kids, with me being the "baby" of the family.
I had a window seat, but rode the whole way from Atlanta to the beach with a big box fan at my feet! It took forever to get there, but it was a glorious vacation. And then on the trip home, we stopped at a little diner to eat and it caught on fire. My mom ushered us out of the diner and my dad flew to the car and quickly drove it away so it wouldn't catch fire either. Quite a memorable trip!