Trips to France. I used to go to Brittany each Easter and October with a group of kids from my home area and our local vicar. He'd never organise accommodation and for food, he'd knock on a door and ask people to feed us, especially first breakfast on arrival. Then we'd go and sing in the local hypermarket to raise some money for our trip. We'd have to sleep in his small Renault car sometimes too. I can't imagine this being allowed nowadays, but it was a brilliant adventure.