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Post by GeekGoddess on Jan 10, 2017 19:54:26 GMT -5
My Ex and I used to go on fishing trips - sometimes not far away (MO, ARK), sometimes further (Canada). We usually went with a group and often we all shared one multi-bedroom cabin or two among the group. For a while, he and I were the only ones sharing a bed. Way back in the day, we used to sometimes have sex (usually the first or second night - if a week long stay, maybe once more near the end of the week). The other friends - mostly men - would sometimes comment in the morning. I don't know what Ex thought of it - manly joshing aside, I know damn good & well what a gem I was to be THE wife who could drink the boys under the table the night before, still get to bed horny, be up on time to get out & fish while the bite was on, and look that damn good in camo without make up (I don't wear make up - really at all). I know that I heard the slightly wistful envy in their teasing. I don't know what my Ex thought though. We didn't speak of "feelings" and stuff; not really. He was a bitch to travel with though. Coffee no good, bed too hard, why the forced-air heat made him so stopped up (sinus) that he couldn't make out, the seats were too small, hotels (on non-fishing trips) too expensive, shower stalls too small - - his complaining was endless. Eventually I got like lyn and just bowed out of travel with him unless really needed (my niece's wedding in Colorado - where he enjoyed himself mostly but the one night he was most tired way too early was the reception! And we left before I wanted to - to make him happy) I never thought I was that giving but I never realized what a taker he was. I did enjoy my time at home without him when I could convince him to go fish without me. But - I ended up without any vacation at all for a number of years by that tactic. And - I do still kind of resent that. WHO'S GOING TO CLEARWATER WITH US? I've already mentioned that trip to the new job (March 17th weekend, y'all!) I hope the group in US can be well-represented there. I really want to go - even if only obobfla and bballgirl and I get there - - I do plan to go! Who's with us? |
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Post by pfviento on Jan 10, 2017 20:19:12 GMT -5
I'm very hesitant to travel with my spouse. The last trip nearly resulted in me sending her home via Greyhound bus (I had a wedding to get to. I was the best man).
We did sightseeing stopped to see her friends but man was it a rough trip.
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Post by baza on Jan 10, 2017 21:13:44 GMT -5
Heading away on a little vacation tomorrow. The thing is I love travelling with my wife and it is actually one of the things that got us together in the first place. Over the years we have moved to different continents and been to many places and we are a great team when we do. I have traveled with other people and quickly get annoyed with them. She is the best "Non sexual travel friend". It has also become even easier now that I don't have any resentment left, I do my own thing and I have no expectation that she'll will make an exception because it a holiday (no sex is no sex whatever the time or place to me) Sometime I have have to be positive in my thoughts, not everything about my wife or marriage sux. I am NOT looking for advice for myself here, I just thought it would interesting to share your stories on vacationing with your spouse? That's fantastic Brother celt. Back in the day, my missus was a shocking travelling companion, to the extent that I came to dread going anywhere with her. And that became active avoidance on my part where I would find reasons not to travel with her. The clincher was an 18 day trip to New Zealand, her cracking the shits on day 3, and us spending the next 15 days in stoney silence, essentially travelling solo. Your missus obviously has some good things going for her. |
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Post by callisto on Jan 10, 2017 21:40:56 GMT -5
Travelling always disastrous for us, whether it's a manifestation of bipolar traits -being stressed in a new environment my H would just want to be back in the hotel/ cottage/ whatever by 4pm and start drinking- he always surly and impatient with waiting staff if we tried to go out in the evening so me pretty much travelled solo even when with him but tend to avoid holidays as they amplified the feelings of loss for what I dreamed they should be...
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Post by greatcoastal on Jan 10, 2017 21:58:52 GMT -5
This has been our "vacations".
Children = Things for the kids, ONLY!
Husband, marriage = Back burner, forgotten. 18 yrs and holding.
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Post by thebaffledking on Jan 11, 2017 3:06:15 GMT -5
It was our third trip to Bali. We hadn't had sex in about six months. She surprised me the first night in our room with an offer of sex. Of course I took it. It was great (at least I thought so - we both achieved the heights). Afterwards I told her very pleasantly and with real feeling, how I hoped we could get our intimate life back on track because this evening had been so nice. Without missing a beat, or showing any emotion, she looked me in the eye and said, "If you want sex I'm okay with you seeing a prostitute." Mind blown. Heart blown. Dreams blown. Self-esteem blown. My opinion of her morality blown.
So sun, sand.........Bali is about the pinnacle venue of that type of vacation.......and she sure did ruin that for me. Haven't been back since and not sure I could ever go back now. I had to pretend to enjoy the rest of the nine day vacation there, with our three kids, while my brain and my heart melted away. That was truly the beginning of the end........almost nine years ago now.
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Post by thebaffledking on Jan 11, 2017 3:08:01 GMT -5
Children = Only things for the kids. Husband, marriage = Back burner, forgotten. 18 yrs and holding. That's been our "vacations". EXACTLY |
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Post by shamwow on Jan 11, 2017 7:32:00 GMT -5
It was our third trip to Bali. We hadn't had sex in about six months. She surprised me the first night in our room with an offer of sex. Of course I took it. It was great (at least I thought so - we both achieved the heights). Afterwards I told her very pleasantly and with real feeling, how I hoped we could get our intimate life back on track because this evening had been so nice. Without missing a beat, or showing any emotion, she looked me in the eye and said, "If you want sex I'm okay with you seeing a prostitute." Mind blown. Heart blown. Dreams blown. Self-esteem blown. My opinion of her morality blown. So sun, sand.........Bali is about the pinnacle venue of that type of vacation.......and she sure did ruin that for me. Haven't been back since and not sure I could ever go back now. I had to pretend to enjoy the rest of the nine day vacation there, with our three kids, while my brain and my heart melted away. That was truly the beginning of the end........almost nine years ago now. Christ, your wife needs to work on her pillow talk! Sorry about that man. |
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Post by greatcoastal on Jan 11, 2017 8:36:16 GMT -5
It was our third trip to Bali. We hadn't had sex in about six months. She surprised me the first night in our room with an offer of sex. Of course I took it. It was great (at least I thought so - we both achieved the heights). Afterwards I told her very pleasantly and with real feeling, how I hoped we could get our intimate life back on track because this evening had been so nice. Without missing a beat, or showing any emotion, she looked me in the eye and said, "If you want sex I'm okay with you seeing a prostitute." Mind blown. Heart blown. Dreams blown. Self-esteem blown. My opinion of her morality blown. So sun, sand.........Bali is about the pinnacle venue of that type of vacation.......and she sure did ruin that for me. Haven't been back since and not sure I could ever go back now. I had to pretend to enjoy the rest of the nine day vacation there, with our three kids, while my brain and my heart melted away. That was truly the beginning of the end........almost nine years ago now. Christ, your wife needs to work on her pillow talk! Sorry about that man. Amen to that! Let her work on it with someone else! Hope for the future, here's to 2017, time to give all the amazing qualities of ourselves to others who will give back, and appreciate us for who we are. s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/44/3a/04/443a04d963c491fae204f930c6f2619e.jpg |
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Post by Rhapsodee on Jan 11, 2017 18:09:43 GMT -5
My hub makes me slow down. He makes me sit still and savor breakfast, have a sit down lunch and dinner in a nice restaurant. He hates tours and schedules, so most of the trip is spent leisurely exploring wherever we are. He isn't such a bad travel companion.
Traveling alone, I grab a piece of fruit and a granola bar for breakfast and run out to see and do as many things as I can before I get hungry enough to hunt for a quick lunch. I keep going until I hit the wall. I grab a salad mix from the grocery store and mix and eat it my room. I sleep heavily and go out again.
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Post by solodriver on Jan 11, 2017 19:09:37 GMT -5
We haven't been on a vacation together in 20 years now. Always an excuse from her why we can't go anywhere, so like sex, that probably isn't going to happen again for us either. |
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Post by whuffo on Jan 12, 2017 9:55:23 GMT -5
I despise vacays with the W. When we fly, she thinks I'm a sherpa and I end up carrying everything, sweating my ass off. Then she gets to the hotel and pretty much wants to sit in the room the whole time, which I'd rather grab a granola bar and explore. Breakfast at the hotel? She's going to wake up and tell me what she'd like me to bring her to eat, the might get in the shower around 10, if I'm lucky. Vacaysex? Not a chance. I think the last time we did that was 2005 prior to being married. And she wonders why I don't really plan anything. It's less burden on me to go to work all day then to go on a trip with her
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 10:33:14 GMT -5
It was our third trip to Bali. We hadn't had sex in about six months. She surprised me the first night in our room with an offer of sex. Of course I took it. It was great (at least I thought so - we both achieved the heights). Afterwards I told her very pleasantly and with real feeling, how I hoped we could get our intimate life back on track because this evening had been so nice. Without missing a beat, or showing any emotion, she looked me in the eye and said, "If you want sex I'm okay with you seeing a prostitute." Mind blown. Heart blown. Dreams blown. Self-esteem blown. My opinion of her morality blown. So sun, sand.........Bali is about the pinnacle venue of that type of vacation.......and she sure did ruin that for me. Haven't been back since and not sure I could ever go back now. I had to pretend to enjoy the rest of the nine day vacation there, with our three kids, while my brain and my heart melted away. That was truly the beginning of the end........almost nine years ago now. I would have opened a little bank account and taken a $100 a week from joint account an put it in there - if she ever questioned it you could just say "prostitute money" $100 a week for 9 years = $46,800 |
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Post by bballgirl on Jan 12, 2017 10:38:23 GMT -5
It was our third trip to Bali. We hadn't had sex in about six months. She surprised me the first night in our room with an offer of sex. Of course I took it. It was great (at least I thought so - we both achieved the heights). Afterwards I told her very pleasantly and with real feeling, how I hoped we could get our intimate life back on track because this evening had been so nice. Without missing a beat, or showing any emotion, she looked me in the eye and said, "If you want sex I'm okay with you seeing a prostitute." Mind blown. Heart blown. Dreams blown. Self-esteem blown. My opinion of her morality blown. So sun, sand.........Bali is about the pinnacle venue of that type of vacation.......and she sure did ruin that for me. Haven't been back since and not sure I could ever go back now. I had to pretend to enjoy the rest of the nine day vacation there, with our three kids, while my brain and my heart melted away. That was truly the beginning of the end........almost nine years ago now. I would have opened a little bank account and taken a $100 a week from joint account an put it in there - if she ever questioned it you could just say "prostitute money" $100 a week for 9 years = $46,800 Great idea!! I like the way you think! I bet she would have fucked him then. Some weeks a $200 withdrawal might be necessary for some really kinky shit she wouldn't want to do. Lol |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 15:11:34 GMT -5
I would have opened a little bank account and taken a $100 a week from joint account an put it in there - if she ever questioned it you could just say "prostitute money" $100 a week for 9 years = $46,800 Great idea!! I like the way you think! I bet she would have fucked him then. Some weeks a $200 withdrawal might be necessary for some really kinky shit she wouldn't want to do. Lol Kinky shit to our spouses is having sex with the lights on 😒 |
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