I was surprised in Jerusalem to see so many families travelling together, but I guess if school is out in the US, then that explains it. At breakfast one morning, there was a son sitting with his father. They were chatting, so this teenager (around 13-14 I would guess) was at least better than monosyllabic, as are most teenage boys - or so I have been led to believe. He reminded me of my nephew (mentioned in my previous post). They both talked, seemingly willingly, but they both looked as if they're about to cry.
I laughed and said to my husband, "that would drive me crazy. I would perpetually be worried they were miserable."
And then we turned to the business of planning our day.