error of enthusiasm

i find myself part of a group of middle-aged short term mission trippers who are friendly well-meaning convivial and inclusive. the hotel is clean centrally-located and pleasant and the bed is enormous firm and comfortable. but i am crusty and set in my ways and have much struggle with:

• the communal meals (picky eater that i am)
• their love for durian (and my life-long revulsion)
• the packed activities (including after dinner!!)
• the energy levels (the absence of mine, i mean)

note to self: leave such trips to betters. church camp is probably the most i can do. gah.