This one is going to be obvious...
Wake up in the motel room realizing i've actually had enough sleep and it was good sleep cause my husband's snoring wasn't bad so didn't disturb it. Kiss him awake and hand him the remote control and his first coca cola of the day on my way to the shower.
Take a shower that is hot enough and has enough water pressure and the water hasn't been softened which weirds me out because the water here is so hard that we make wisecracks about our recommended daily allowance of calcium with every sip.
Load up the SUV, drive through someplace and get egg and sausage sandwiches and sodas for breakfast.
Find the ghost town on the first or second try. On roads that I don't wonder if I'll have to get out and push the car while my husband drives it. Play kiss tennis with my husband as we travel.
Eat beef jerkey and trail mix and chocolate pop tarts for lunch.
Wander around the ghost town taking snapshots while watching my husband do some more serious photography. Listen to the quiet where the camera shutter is the loudest noise and that noise just means that my dearest best friend husband is nearby. Smell the clean air of the desert or mountian, untainted by smog.
End the day arriving at the next motel at about sunset and do either more fast food or order in a pizza for dinner.
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