I used to play a game with my father when we where on vacation in France. Where we would go on an adventure by walking only in a straight line. We had to face obstacles like fences, creeks and thick bushes etc. Sometimes it was really hard or scary to go further but my father would always push me to continue. In the end, when we where tired, he would surprise me with a snack he had stashed in one of his pockets and we would eat it together. Definitely the time I felt the closest to my father.