Little lesson to you all. Having lived in Washington for 20 years my home became the Australian drop off spot for one and all, lots of all we didn't even know. It became standard for anyone who knew we lived there to suggest to their friends that they could come to stay with us, consequently we ended up with a bunch of strangers and family staying over time. We had a beautiful enormous house, and the number of times we received the comment that the house was too large and jealous jibes I could not count. Often people became friends, some of which are still steadfast friends, but often they would lob up, expect us to collect them at the airport, ferry them around, and they wouldn't even put their hand in their pocket for a beer, let alone a meal. In laws came for a minimum of four weeks, some staying for up to six months with us. Some of them helped with the household costs and chores others didn't. MY MIL complained that all she got to do was look at the shops, after being taken everywhere, friends inviting us around to barbys etc. Could not win. My parents were fantastic, I would leave home at 7.00am and did not return most days when working until after 7.00 at night, loooong commute. When they were there Mum would have the dinner on the table, house in order and kids doing homework, such a huge help, I would take a few weeks off with them, but they would come for a couple of months. Great for the kids and they are both so close to their grandparents having spent lots of quality holidays with them. With other guests, our way of coping with the tourist guide syndrome in the end was to give them a map, a pile of brochures on local attractions, and lists of day tours, and we would drop them off in town, and tell them we would see them at the same spot in the afternoon, or they could catch the train home and we would collect them at the station. Now this either meant that they became independent, or decided life wasn't quite as cushy and would move on. DON'T become what I became the local hotel, and believe me if you allow it everyone's happy to go along for the ride. It is disappointing when lets face it you are a little homesick and really do look forward to a visit and then at the end, you feel used and when comments are made about your new life and how they wouldn't want it, you feel like slapping them up the side of the head. Hey it's natural jealousy. Having said that my American friend has just been for a visit, we had a ball, and she sent me to a day spa for the day it was wonderful, she is coming back in a couple of months and I am so EXCITED.
Enjoy yall and have a good weekend.