I went down to Long Island for my father's 90th birthday this past weekend. My parents can't travel any more, so while they'd been upstate a few times many years ago while Scone was still alive, neither of them had met their "grandbunny" Natasha. I wasn't sure how Natasha would handle the five hour drive or the strange surroundings, but she was fine. Natasha didn't eat much on the trip, although she would take a sip of water now and then. I kept her travel cage on the passenger seat so I could talk to her as we drove, and I don't think she was too stressed out.
I set up an x-pen for her in the kitchen, where she could see everyone and be part of goings-on - but at the same time, she couldn't get at anything which wasn't bunny-proofed.
I made sure she had plenty of things from home so it wouldn't seem too strange. The floor mats are from my kitchen, and of course I brought Natasha's dishes and water cooler.
Natasha's stuffed friends Butter and Borders came along for the ride, too.
I gave her dinner as soon as we arrived, and she chowed down right away. By the next morning her appetite was completely normal.
I'd forgotten to bring Natasha's litter box, but pretty quickly she figured out the carry cage would work just as well...
My parents made a big deal out her, and by the end of the visit Natasha was sitting happily in my arms while my mother stroked her head. All in all, a successful visit.