My spouse is a Malaysian and we often have to travel over to Malaysia to spend time with her parents. I used to hate it as I have to drive for many hours and stories abound about accidents, staged accidents where robbery follows, corrupt cops, etc. Over the years, I have come to accept and even welcome these trips. At the very least, it gives me a period where I am out of touch from the office and need not do much beyond vegetating at my in-laws house. Nevertheless, it is always a joy to reach back to Singapore at the end of the trip. For some reason, it always revitalizes me to cross the checkpoint and get back on to Singapore soil even though it may have been a really long and tiring drive back.
My spouse being Malaysian however, always gets a bit upset over how happy we are at leaving Malaysia and would exercise her right to be in a bad mood for a day or so.