I don't know if this still counts as childhood, but the summer before my senior year of high school my family took a trip to the Great Smoky Mountains. It was the first trip we ever took that wasn't to visit relatives. We stayed in Fontana Village in North Carolina and it was a wonderful time. There was lots to do and the scenery was unbelieveable to a Florida girl. It was when the mountains first cast their spell on me, I have been back to the mountains, anywhere from Georgia to Virginia, atleast once a year ever since. My current dream is to finally move to North Carolina in the next year or so.