I can only remember going on a single family vacation with my parents and sister as an adult. It was a long weekend trip to Niagara. We went to Niagara often, so I was disappointed that it was the destination. We did do new activities, though, so it turned out to be a really nice trip.
This mini-vacation comes to mind for two reasons: it conjures up fond memories of time with my late father, but also because of how we all planned to but chickened out of riding the cable car over the Falls.
We're a family of chickens, and when are all together, such chicken-ry is magnified to incredulous proportions.