I think one should also not simply assume you have to patronize the hotel restaurants on travels; try to plan to get with locals or some alternative. Don't just give in to a plea of necessity when alternatives haven't even been explored or taken seriously; folks just assume, 'I'm traveling, I eat out
Your post put a big smile on my face when I remembered my honeymoon nearly 50 years ago.
Mary and I had stopped at a pretty mediocre Motel. We were pretty broke as newlyweds and just barely 21 years old. But on our trip to Virginia and the South for our honeymoon, we came upon the very first Sabbath Day of our marriage on the previous day, which of course, was Saturday. We would not travel and stayed instead in that pretty awful motel. But we planned ahead for are provisions for the Day. We had bought some crackers and a jar of peanut butter to spread on them. I think that's all we had to eat that day. Oh, I almost forgot we had plenty of water too.
But as I rethink those early days, for we had only been Christians 6 months before we got married, my eyes are filled with tears, and at the same time, my heart filled with the joy of the thought that we must have had the pleasure of God for doing the best we could on his Day. I have not always been that faithful, but we do try to keep a decent Sabbath, making it a delight and in no way a burden. I believe in those early years of my salvation. Probably the first ten years, I had to work six days a week for long hours in the construction industry. But the Sabbath was the Sabbath, and that was that. Over the years, I have thought and am quite convinced that I learned more about the God that loves me on that one day each week than on all the other six days combined. Some think of God as asking everything of us. And that is true in many respects. But for those who have recognized the wonders of His grace, love, goodness, power, forgiveness, and justice, it seems that He asks very little at all. John Owen said, "the Lord says 'my son, give me thine heart,' and beyond that, He asks very little else."
EDIT: At that point in our walk Mary and I had never even heard of the Reformed Faith, Calvinism, or Sabaterianism.
But we had a Book, we knew Who wrote it, and we read in that Book that there were
TEN Commandments.