As for me, it seems inane to spend four days driving 75 mph to Florida and back, to spend a week in an overpriced condo ad sit on the balcony and watch the water. Makes no sense to me to pile up 2500 miles on a car going someplace to "relax". When I am not home I miss all my things and ESPECIALLY my four beloved boys, and I worry about them the whole time I am away. My wife loves to travel, she isn't the one who has to do everything involved in going away.
I hate to fly (expensive, cramped, risky, at the mercy of strangers) and hate to drive (expensive, cramped, boring, at the mercy of reckless other fools on the roads). We have gone to Florida many times, on cruises out of Miami about 8 times, traveled to other countries during the cruises but for the most part it's not fun to me. There is NOTHING, repeat NOTHING, out there that I need to see, or want to see. For the most part when I am away I get screamingly bored not being able to do the things I want to do.
Expensive lodging, overpriced meals, rude crowds, $4 a gallon gas, cramped airline seats, tourist traps intended to rip you off...I will NEVER understand why ANYBODY enjoys traveling. You spend all that time getting ready and going someplace, then when it's over you spend all that time unpacking and scrambling around trying to catch up on what you missed.
Well, I DO enjoy taking our motorhome out within Michigan, because I can take my things along and also my boys...but even after a week I miss home. There is NO PLACE I would rather be than home. People tell me, "you don't know what you are missing", yeah right.
That's how I feel and I wanted to pass it along.