They're in such a nice little town. My step-father grew up there, in the house where they're living and has stayed in touch with some of the people who live there. He still has the same next-door neighbors (on both sides!) that he had when he was a child. The people are super friendly. I'm sure we'll be going down a lot.
The problem is that I can't stand my step-father. When they lived here, my Mom would come over and we would go out. I dread the thought of staying in the same house with him and it puts a damper on my desire to visit.