Anonymous wrote:Our once-and-never-again was this past spring. We paid for my parents to join us in Europe. My mother didn't stop complaining once, not even to breathe. 'The roads are too bumpy, the city is too old, the food is too foody..' ack! We had to take turns misery-sitting her because it was that soul-suckingly horrible. My poor dad doesn't bother putting in his hearing aids anymore, and now I know why.