As a kid, summer vacation was something to look forward to, a long drive in the family's battered station wagon to a friend's condo in South Carolina, the Ozarks, or once, a real splurge -- Disney World.
This summer, with a load of traveling to do for work, and a few friends visiting -- I will always enjoy living near a city people like to visit. Remind me of this! -- the Bill and I will not be escaping the city. I had hoped for the beach, or maybe Vegas to visit his brother. Eh. What we do have is a few trips to Ohio for weddings in his family, and the drama of the holidays. Who gets what? Is it worth it to drive just so puggles aren't at the evil doggie hotel over Christmas?