My parents and I are flying to New York today on American for an event we have to attend over the weekend. I'm so used to traveling alone that I forgot how exhausting entertaining it can be to travel with family. As a bit of background, my parents are both German (with thick accents, despite…
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Bwhahaha, this entire post cracked me up... especially the visual of Dad asking the TSA for a massage.
...and sweet of mom to think of the dogs. 🙂 Her heart is in the right place.
Very funny! I can relate, especially today. I'm downtown Chicago with my wife and kids. Staying in a hotel with them and downtown in a busy city is much different than the usual layover.
I try not to travel with my family. I love them all but there are always different interests
As my dad was the family "chief" when we were kids he always wants to do something to amuse himself (and who doesn't?). Therefore it's difficult to organize the same activities keeeping everyone happy at the same time.
Nevertheless I will try to do it again in december. As you put it, entertaining at least...
I fondly recall the one trip I had back to Europe with my parents, many years ago. My dad passed away shortly afterwards and my mom can't travel anymore.
I'm happy for you that you are able to still travel with them. They sound like a fun pair, to boot!
My entire family refuses to JewJet with me. Something about me "embarrassing them".
JRL
I never travel with my parents anymore. Part of the reason I travel is to get away from them!:)
I also enjoy the little amusements that come along with traveling with my parents. My father rarely flies, but when he does, pays no mind to airport etiquette. For example, he set off the metal detector for about 10 different reasons. Also, he had a pocket knife in his glasses case, which he had forgotten about. In addition, my dad is a big man...almost 6'7" and although he's not really overweight, he sort of looks like he is wearing a life jacket under his clothing. They kept patting him down, thinking that there had to be something under there. It was pretty funny.