Why, you may ask, would a single adult like myself want to go on a vacation with my parents?

Because I can.

Because both my parents are still alive and healthy enough to travel.

My best friend would give anything to have her father back. To be able to do -anything- with him, just to have a little time with him again.

Because my dad lived there in the 70's for two years and wanted to go back and visit.

Because I want these memories.

Because when they leave me either by their own mind failing or physically, I can still have these memories.

Because my parents stuck it out together all these years, they didn't ditch us kids, didn't choose another lover, drugs or money over us, thus allowing us to have this oppotunity together.

Because they chose me.

And I choose them.

Because I love them.