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As the sun peeks over the horizon, bathing the world in its warm glow, the Johnson family stirs within their cozy mobile haven. They have traded the blare of alarm clocks for the chorus of birds, the rush hour traffic for a tranquil mountain vista. As Dad steps out into the cool morning air, ukulele in hand, he plays a merry tune that dances through the campground. This is their unique wakeup call, as vibrant as a rooster's crow, setting the rhythm for another day of adventure.