She'll love caravannimg. Lemmy loves being in the car with his humans, and loves camping.
Unfortunately, Mrs D doesn't know how to travel light, so despite having a largish car (66 Kia Sportage) a week away means the boot is full to the rafters of make up, hair products, and pictures of Hugh Jackman. This means Lemmy gets relegated to the back seat next to mini D, which he loves. I bought him a travel harness that clips to the seatbelt so he won't be thrown about if we crash.
In heavy traffic or traffic jams I wind down one of the rear windows, and the snout goes out - you can hear other motorists cooing "oh, look at the doggy!"
If she's with her humans, she'll be as happy as a frog in a puddle.