Lumping, I have to remember that one. Also good info on bus ticket price.
I don't know if I would consider it a nightmare, but I know it would be very uncomfortable and a bit of an ordeal to be away from my comfortable surroundings and family at this stage of my life. Not many crocks over 60 go wandering around the country trying to re-capture something. But of late I've been feeling a curious restlessness, like one more good adventure to tell the grandkids about. My friend Dan has been feeling it too and we've talked about it. Not really sure what it is, but it makes us feel kind of antsy.
Not even sure we'll really do it, but its something we're having fun bouncing back and forth.
Lumping is a young man's job, JK. At the age of 35, I'd need a huge bottle of Motrin and three days on a bus reeking of Icy-Hot to recover from a day or two of lumping. Most of the guys I worked with back then were speed addicts--the two went together, quick money and an outlet for all the "energy" produced. I wasn't as fast as the tweakers, but count accuracy and reliability kept me in rent money and groceries until I could find more civilized work.
Obviously, I'm approaching this from a "get out quick" perspective, but let me schedule some vacation time from work and give me a credit card or two and some emergency cash (just in case), and this whole thing takes on another, much more palatable, flavor.
Andy