When I was a little kid, the highlight of every summer was to pile into our sea-green Oldsmobile Delta 88 and head south three hours to Myrtle Beach, S.C., for a long weekend at Waikiki Village. The two-story “motor lodge” was exotic with its kidney-shaped pool. (Apparently, kidneys are the only “fun” organ. When’s the last time you saw a liver or gall bladder-shaped pool? Exactly.) This annual vacation, complete with a beach walkover, a lot of fast food and Coppertone memories, probably cost about $150, including gas. Not too shabby.