Coordinates

The rules

Ashton ran his fingers through his messy hair, sighing loudly. He messed up... big time. He was on tour and he was a little too drunk and a little too sexually frustrated, being away from his girlfriend Bailey for almost five months, he cheated on the one person that made him feel like he was worth it.
He had tried ringing her phone, each call going to voicemail. He missed every single thing about the short brunette girl. He got up from his seat on the tour bus and walked outside, needing something to take his mind off of his mistake. He pulled out the pack of Marlboros from his back pocket and slipped one in between his fingers before lighting it up and bringing it to his face. He continued to puff on his cigarette until he heard the chiming of his phone. He looked down and saw that Bailey had texted him.
He excitedly opened the message before staring at the phone, confused. It was a pair of coordinate points. The series of numbers was followed by a list of rules:
1. At each place there will be a new coordinate point, and something to remind you of us.
2. You are NOT allowed to feel sorry for yourself while completing these tasks, you really don't deserve it.
3. Whenever you finish a task, send me a photo of the item that has been left there.
4. If you end up completing this, I'll be at the last coordinate point.
With love,
Bailey
Ashton quickly looked up the first set of points, finding out that they were only 25 minute walk away from the venue he was currently at. He smiled, ran inside the bus, grabbed his coat, and began to walk to the point.