Right on time, my value-map is all laid in, by 9:01.
Precisely 45 minuets later, it's time to pack her up and take her home.
Once, after spending the night crossing the ocean, we stopped at the first place to get gas - Ireland. Do you know how bad I wanted to get off that smoke-filled plane to at least go pick out a postcard! There it was - Europe! The light of a European morning, but through a tired, little confining window.
Need a break? A music-break? A water-break? Let Jack take you there, this song knows all about it...