So the trip was great. Had some hiccups; one of my aunts complains about every single little thing, completely overlooking all the good things. For instance, when we booked, we requested that the four rooms were near each other. So...they were. Well, it turned out three of the rooms had one king-size bed, instead of two double beds. Our reservations were all entered as "One name: 2 adults" so they really had no way to know that it wasn't married couples or something.
Anyway, my aunt lost her shit on the guy at the desk. I was like, get her out of here. I've taken enough supervisor calls at a certain evil bank to know that even when the customer is always right, it's very easy to make their experience a living hell if they're mean to you. So I was prepared to have a level-headed convo with the guy. And within five minutes I got us all new rooms. No longer together, but all with double beds.
My aunt bitched about it the ENTIRE week. She was like "obviously they had the rooms available, why weren't we just booked in those off the bat." I pointed out that we requested rooms together, and they gave us the four rooms in a row. She says, "Oh, yeah," and then promptly continues complaining.
Oh, but it gets better! It actually started on the way there. Not all of our seats on the plane were together. We were all in pairs, all within three rows of each other - except on the one flight, I was way up front by myself - and she complained about that all week. WHO THE FUCK CARES? We all were on the same plane, we all arrived at the same place at the same time. That's all that matters. Furthermore, most of us were sound asleep on the flight, so what difference did it make. Honestly.
And then there was the one day were the cleaning staff took the washcloths and forgot to leave her new ones. It happened ONE TIME. You would have thought that she spent the entire week sans washcloths and towels. Jesus Christ. What else? Oh, all the night entertainment started at 9:30. "That's too late." There was always some confusion as to where the late night party was. "They should have an actual nightclub." Yeah, considering on the last trip you went to the nightclub exactly once and stayed for about an hour, obviously that's the most important part.
Then there's the food. "This isn't the way I like it, this isn't the way we make it at home." Well... I guess I'll just point out the obvious here: You can't even travel from one region to another within this state and have all the food be the same, what the hell makes you think that when you go to another country you're going to eat the same food? Seriously? I don't think I'll be joining next year if she's going. I can't do it. I was embarrassed by her at least once a day.