I'm Dylan Therese and this is Atlas of Skiara and to begin this episode I'm

gonna ask you to reach back into the depths of your memory. So close your eyes.

Take a deep breath in, let it out. Now do you remember that time when things

were freer, more possible, when you could go wherever the wind took you. Never having to look

at a clock, never checking your phone. Do you remember the summertime? And I don't mean a specific

summertime. Don't be like, I always have to check my phone. I mean the platonic ideal of summertime.

And I know summer was just a few weeks ago. But as we come to the end of summer,

suitcases are back in the closet. Summer outfits and swim trunks are getting put away.

But I wanted to spend a little more time in that magical summer space.

So today we're listening to some people who are telling us about their summertime travel memories.

Stories from three of our listeners, whose summertime travels, brought them some place

incredible. Some place totally unexpected. And our first voicemail comes from Michelle in Colorado.

Hi, my name is Michelle Chavone and I am traveling back home right now in my 31 foot motor home

to Gromfield, Colorado. And when I was a girl growing up in Gross Point, Michigan, which is

right outside Detroit, what we did every summer would be travels up north, up north,

Sydney, anything from an hour north of Detroit. All the way up to the to-be-town of the

upper peninsula. One of my favorite experiences growing up by Enzel and Oklahoma burning would take me

to this dinosaur kind of museum thingy. I don't even know what you would call it. It was like in the

middle of a forest, but it was this place where you could walk into dinosaurs and climb on dinosaurs

and they were all lifestyles. And that was just amazing as a kid. Another place that we went

up north with my parents was called Antlers. And that was this restaurant that had like every type

of animal on the face of the earth. That's where it got. And it made noise. And I don't remember what noise

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