(no outing is complete without a meltdown)
If you live in the city (or as city as Oklahoma can get), periodically escaping it is mandatory for one's sanity. I love to get in the car and drive, drive, drive until buildings give way to prairie and black pavement gives way to curvy gravel. My favorite, though, is the silence. I live in perpetual background noise; you don't notice just how loud it is until you're faced with complete (blissful, peaceful, wonderful) silence. I could be quite content to live out in these gently rolling plains, forever and ever amen.
Something that isn't so fun, though, is driving over a crest and stopping in the middle of the road to take a picture, only to realize your camera is without a battery. Fun times. Thank goodness for iPhones to rescue silly battery-forgetting photographers.