I'm posting on the iPhone, thus the brevity. I am near Mount Shasta with my kids, which is supposed to be a spiritual vortex but to the teens the accommodations are akin to the Overlook Hotel because there's no pool, no mall, no pay per view. They'll live.
As I told my middle, perceptive daughter, "We're enough." By the third hour, she had let down her guard/armor/artifice. Must be the mountain air. And that train in the distance.
No envy (per Amis), just us.