I recently read a travel article where the columnist described the difference between how he and his wife approach planning a trip. He plans how to get there and then decides what to do when he arrives, whereas his wife meticulously plans each hour of every day.
The writer's approach is more my style, because when I went to the northwest for a week last month, after I had seen a baseball game in Seattle on the first day as planned, I didn't have no further plans other than driving into Idaho at some point because I'd never been in Idaho before, the only state in the lower 48 which I had never visited. I woke up the second morning and started planning my trip.
The paper revealed the recovery that week of the remains of four climbers lost the winter before on Mt. Rainier, apparently a very deadly mountain. So I went to see it.