How do you ladies usually spend time on trips with your papa?

Last month, I went on my first trip with my papa. He invited me, and since it was my first papa-katsu trip, I was really looking forward to it—but is this just how it is? It was boring and absolutely terrible. Maybe because my 70-year-old papa rearranged his work schedule and disrupted his usual routine for the trip, he became unwell. He still came on the trip, but at the hotel he only: 1. Slept in bed the entire time 2. Talked endlessly, while I did nothing but listen 3. Took baths, since the room had an open-air bath (the view was just a small courtyard) 4. Touched me Those were the only four things he did at the hotel. Since he wasn’t feeling well, I tried to be considerate and gave him massages. With nothing to do except stay cooped up in the room, I took baths, stretched, and did everything I could to find ways to enjoy myself and avoid putting him in a bad mood. Then, after he had finished talking and felt satisfied, he suddenly asked, “Do you want to go to the spa?” It was already 45 minutes before dinner. There was no way we could go by then. I was furious—tell me earlier, or make a reservation! My papa has always been bad at planning trips, so I held back from saying what I wanted to do, but I really wanted to go to the hotel spa. The hotel was upper-middle range. I’d eaten there before but had never stayed overnight, and although it had both a spa and a pool, I couldn’t experience either one. I read one of Joe’s columns about a papa-katsu woman who went on a trip and casually went to the spa for a massage. I was honestly so jealous. Then, perhaps because he felt a little better that night, he started touching me while I was asleep. That’s part of my role, so I didn’t mind, but then he tried to go all the way without protection, which was awful. I figured he’d lose interest halfway through anyway, so I didn’t resist—and sure enough, he ended up unable to continue. At breakfast, perhaps because there were a lot of people in the dining area, he finished eating and promptly returned to the room, leaving me there alone. After we left the hotel, he said he’d buy me a souvenir. I said I wanted a wallet, but he took me to an outlet mall with the brand of jacket he wanted to buy. Not a department store?! There was nothing from the brands or stores I wanted, and the only thing he bought me was a pair of shoes that cost 10,000 yen at the outlet. He said we should look for a wallet, but there was no way I was going to find one at an outlet mall. I have children, so traveling had never been possible for me. This trip only happened because I arranged for my children and parents to go on a trip while I was away overnight. I’d always dreamed of taking a trip with my papa. I casually mentioned this to him, but he ignored it. My usual pay-per-meeting allowance is 50,000 yen, but for the trip he gave me 100,000 yen. However, I gave 80,000 yen to my parents for their travel expenses, leaving me with only 20,000 yen and the shoes. I thought that having happy memories with my papa would make it worthwhile, so I asked my parents to help and agreed to the allowance he had originally offered—50,000 yen. In other words, I initially agreed to go even though I would have ended up losing money. So I’m genuinely grateful that he put 100,000 yen in the envelope. But it would have been much less stressful—and I would have kept the full 50,000 yen—if we had just met normally. I understand that I should be grateful simply because he paid for the hotel and took me on the trip, and I realize that part of the reason I’m angry is that I expected too much. But is this what trips with a papa are usually like? If you’ve been on a trip with your papa, please tell me how you spent your time.