My husband, Richard, and I always seem to agree on vacation destinations and what we want to do while on vacation. I figure that makes us pretty lucky, because some couples have very different perceptions of what a great vacation consists of. Not that we are experienced world travelers, but no matter where we end up, we always have a great time together.
After we were married awhile, Richard began talking about traveling Route 66. For the first time ever, I disagreed with his travel plans. I thought, “No way! That’s NOT for me! Why would I want to drive on some broke down road and see what? Dirt? Chunks of broken pavement? An old house falling down?” I was supportive of his quest, but it was not my idea of fun.