OK, I'm prepared for most people to say that IABU, but..
I end up minding strange children while their parents happily drink wine on their decking.
I want family time and outings, but once she makes friends she whinges whenever we want to leave the site where her brand new friends are playing out.
I am brought into awkward contact with strange children's parents, and I am a natural curmudgeon.
She invariably meets her soulmate on their, or our, last day.
I have a week of listening to "I miss Maaaaiiiisiiie..." after we get back.
She has loads of proper friends at home, But I can't be arsed with holiday friendships that are more faff than they are worth. Rant over.