My wife told me already we're not going next year. (At least not for a long trip...I'm still going to work on her subliminally.) My hope is that I can tag-team with my son when he gets a little older and go every year again like I did when I was single.
I know what you mean. We are very lucky to live (according to others) in the crappy State of Florida with all the Rednecks and Crackers.
Pray for me, I have to drive I-4. There is so much construction on that road right now, you don't know which way to go. And the other people just don't know how to drive. Unbelieveable.