Bahama Mama!
When I was 10 years old, Mom and Dad took me to the Bahamas. Without Zach...sorry, bud. He was only 3 or 4 at the time so he stayed home (but since then I've definitely heard about his being "left behind"). :) It was such a great trip -- I remember when we arrived, there was a hurricane headed straight for the islands. The hotel where we were staying boarded up all their windows and for several hours we were asking to be inside this specific room to wait out the storm safely. I feel like there wasn't electricity during that time and we played cards in that room at a round booth with candles. But I may be embellishing that part in my head. By the next morning, the hurricane had shifted its course and it never hit the island so we got to enjoy the rest of our vacation with peace of mind! I remember getting in the water with dad and dolphins! We could touch them while we stood with one hand behind our back. It was joyous and memorable....