When you hear the beep, it will be....

16....30...exactly, and time to go on holiday. Actually, it's only 15h00 just now...fuckin' clock must be slow. Travel, rum, fishing, sleeping, eating, reading, rum, single malt, fishing, bungee, scuba diving, rum.... Get the picture? Chances are that I won't be posting anything in the next couple of weeks, but as soon as I'm back in Stressland, I'll let you know... Take care, y'all...