People often ask what it's
like traveling with me. So here's kind of a day in the life...
Well, first of all we
always go 2nd class. Because I'm very cheap.
Here's a disappointed Matt pointing out my 2nd class selection.
Aside from being cheap, I
also cause trouble by taking pictures of things I find funny. Even
though others don't find them nearly as funny. Or not funny at all.
Like this picture of a conductor enjoying a smoke...next to the no
smoking sign.
Apparently the irony of him smoking was lost on him, as the
conductor tried to control my
conduct and take my camera away
from me. Thankfully, I have lightning fast skills and am agile like a
cat - so I was no match for him.
(Plus, I have a tendency to cry and wail like a small ferret when
feeling threatened. He probably figured it was easier to just let me
go.)
Anyway, I was allowed on the train, and then the fun begins! I just
talk and talk and talk...
...Hey, I ever tell you the story about my time in a Peruvian jail?
...Or about the time I met this Haitian woman at a Ross Perot rally?
...And I'm sure you heard how I once saved a billygoat's life by sheer
determination and will?
And no matter how great my stories are, the reaction always seems to be
the same:
I try not to take a person's
sleeping as a sign of boredom. I blame it on the jetlag.
And now you know what it's
like traveling with me!
