[quote:fe833599df="RangerChris"]Well it's official, they've forced the issue and spent 360$ on the bus and I feel like a douche accepting it. Our difference in perspective is staggering, they feel it's necessary even though the weather is mild comparatively now. I look at that money and think to myself that I could have done the trip, bought a couple drivers lunch and had 200 left easy... Next time I will keep my plans to myself around home.[/quote:fe833599df]
Well, I don't know how this suggestion will go with the dynamics of your family, but there is nothing really keeping you on that bus... Whats to stop you hitching back as planned, regardless of the ticket in your hand? That ticket signifies lost opportunities and experiences.
With this you also have two options - do it for yourself, hitching back without telling them. Or do it to show them their error, and tell them you have no intention of riding the bus, it is not you and they need to accept that.
Edit: Just happened to read a bit of Kahlil Gibran's book The Prophet, that applies here.
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer see the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends tou with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
"Some of the secret joys of living are not found by rushing from point A to point B, but by inventing some imaginary letters along the way"