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"No! We're Not There Yet!"

I remember being a kid in the back of the family station wagon on the way to White Sands Beach on the Connecticut shore.

My grandparents had a beach house there, and for at least 2 weeks every summer, we would pack up the station wagon with all of our gear and head to the shore.

It was just about a 2 hour drive, but to me, as a six-year old, I had little to no concept of time.