Going on a family vacation as an autistic person is hell. No I do not want to wake up at 10 am and spend the whole day in the sun drinking beer with uncle Todd. I don’t care if you think it’s embarrassing that I refuse to go out to dinner with all 10 of my cousins and drive them home when they get drunk. I will go down to the beach in the middle of the night while fully clothed and chase the crabs around in the dark and I will enjoy it.