Currently on a trip with my two teen boys using rail to visit three European cities. We are just under halfway through the two weeks and in the second city.
On paper it's an ideal trip and the sort of thing we usually do. I love the apartments we're in and the first was also lovely. Boys had a hand in planning the trip and have had their moments but mainly been fine/good.
But I just feel so weary and it all feels pointless and horribly expensive. I can afford it but with them both about to go to uni in the next five years it feels wasteful. I feel like we're dragging ourselves around looking at stuff that only one ds really cares about (history fanatic) while the other one is counting down to the next phone stop. I feel on the verge of tears half the time but not because they've done anything awful.
It's been an utterly awful year at work and issues aren't resolved so maybe that's why. Has anyone else felt this way on holiday? All I can see is another 8 days of paying out money for things that no one/some of us don't even want. I've loved being a single parent to them over the last decade and especially the holidays we've done. But now I just feel lonely yet also sad it's probably one of the last such holidays even though I'm not really liking it!