Last year he and I spent three days immersed in the music festival scene; this year, we devoted five, using vacation days from work and packing our car full of craft beer and camping gear like the responsible adults that we are.
One of my favourite aspects of marriage is how permanently linking your life to someone else's tastes can push you to participate in experiences that you otherwise would have ignored. For my own part, that list would include music festivals and camping. (Also, not showering and porta-john using for nearly a week, though that part was not quite so favourite). We camped and festivaled with those two dearest friends who moved away, so the trip was doubly sweet for all that: new adventures and old comrades. Just the way to start the summer off right.