Summary of “The Misery of Company”

Apparently my absence prevented everyone from doing anything, because we weren’t all together to make a group decision, and Organizer Lady was pissed.
Which made no sense, given that the group’s decisions were always just a disguised version of her telling us what she wanted to do, and no one argued.
We were all women, college friends in our twenties, getting together in groups that usually started with two people having an idea for a trip, then inviting friends who also invited friends, so that on any given trip you’d probably know half the people fairly well and the other half in name only.
Rigatoni Weekend is when I gave up and officially decided that my answer to group trip invitations going forward would be an across-the-board hell no.
The one who made all the decisions without having to check with anyone else or uncomfortably stretch my budget to fit the group dynamic.
I know now that the right kind of group travel lets anyone involved make decisions and might include smaller groups splitting off for various activities, with some people doing solo adventures and catching up for dinner.
Or maybe not! It just takes time to find your group, and there might be different groups, depending on the kind of trip.
In May, I did my first group travel trip in years: to Miami, where we all had a wonderful time.

The orginal article.