Over the past few years, both my husband and I have felt increasingly bummed that we don’t have closer (geographically and emotionally) relationships with our families of origin.
No family members live in our state, and none of them are as comfortable travelling as we are, so it often falls on us to visit them if we want to spend time together.
But we’ve also become burned out packing up the kids and schlepping to see extended family on their home turf. So this year, we decided to do something about it.
We cherry-picked family members from both sides – including multiple total strangers who had never met each other – and dropped a pin on the map, kinda-sorta-not-really in the middle.
We booked a couple of campground lodgings. We promised no cost to our families; all they had to do was drive there and get along.
It was the biggest multigenerational travel gamble we’d ever taken. But we hoped it would be worth it.
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