Our vacations always involved a long road trip whether we had a week or two, it didn’t matter. The car was a 1966 Mustang and all three kids were strapped into the back seat in the seatbelts available at the time which provided them limited movement.
They were supplied with snacks, paper, crayons, color books, regular books, a few games. We also had our dachshund Peanut in the back. Every one and every thing had it’s place. We carried a cooler in the trunk that included cereal, milk, orange juice, sliced turkey, ham, roast beef and cheeses. There was also peanut butter and jam, and bread of course. Your choices were your own but eating in a restaurant was a rare occasion. Fruit and cut up veggies were also packed. One time when we visited my folks in VT, my dad helped clean out the car. He couldn’t believe it—when I was a kid we never were allowed to eat or drink anything in his car😄