Fict - The Vacationers by Emma Straub

I almost stopped reading after the first few pages after finding out that Sylvia (frustrated 17 yr old virgin) is upset about HAVING to go to Spain with her family before heading off to the Ivy Leagues.  Boo Hoo! Then we meet mother Franny (famous journalist who thinks cooking fabulous gourmet meals cures anything); father Jim (serious NY editor who has just been caught cheating on his wife with a summer intern); Bobby (lazy, suntanned prodigal son dabbling in real estate in Florida; and Carmen (Bobby's Latino gym-rat Lucite-heeled cougar girlfriend). Add a middle-aged gay married couple contemplating adoption, then mix well and bake for 2 weeks in a gorgeous vacation home in the hills on the Spanish island of Malorca.  We are non-discriminatory here with our stereotypes: the aging, scowling, handsome continental tennis pro; a seductive, tan Adonis Spanish tutor with rippling muscles; a reed-thin JetSet English land lady popping in; and a puzzling person named Terry who recklessly whizzes around dirt roads on a motorcycle. The only thing missing is the Mafia hit man I hoped would show up to make all these self-absorbed, annoying people go away. (Except for Carmen - I think he would have liked her.)