Collection: Bungalow Colonies

If your apartment or house at home was small, your bungalow was smaller! And more people were fitting into that space than you were used to. Nevertheless, the day you got back up to your bungalow colony was the day the calendar stopped. It was now summer, and you were officially in the Twilight Zone part of the year.

You often had to put up with your cousins or your in-laws for a longer time than you do during the year. You didn’t have a phone and if you got a call, you had to wait until it was announced so you could hear, along with everyone else, that someone was calling you. 

Kids went to camp, adults lounged by the pool or the lake, people played ball, played cards, hopped into town and the summer would feel never-ending. Nighttime was in the casino or the rec hall and you waited until the entertainers who were hopping from one colony to the next to yours would come. The movie people would come and drop off the film for movie night and it was usually something you’d seen many times but not with your bungalow friends. If you were so inclined, you could go to town where they had a real theater and sit in the air conditioning and watch a new movie.

 Unlike the hotels, there was no one to do anything for you. So, it was basically the same as at home. You had to clean up, someone had to cook, you shared everything. But home usually didn’t have the same feeling of sitting on the porch on a misty early evening, listening to the rain in the woods and on the compound of your beloved bungalow colony. That feeling of being relaxed, safe, cocooned and, well, happy, could never quite be re-created.