As all of my close friends know, I have not always been a teetotalling, drug fighting citizen. Prior to 1983 I was a synthesis of corporate manager and drug dealer. The drug dealer eventually won out, and for a period of time that was my only occupation. Well ….. taking the drugs that I sold also became a principal occupation. This is not a secret, I tell anyone who asks, even the press. Not many in the press reported much about it, until Josh Davis’ eBook came out. I am not ashamed of my past. Our collective pasts make us who we are. In 1983 I joined Alcoholics Anonymous and gave up alcohol and drugs entirely. My exceptions are coffee, which some classify as a drug, and, occassionally, cigarettes. Not proud of the cigarettes, I know thay are bad.
During my drug dealing days I became adept at those talents required of a successful drug dealer: clandestine travel through the Third World countries that produce and transport the goods; dealing with corrupt officials; dealing with drug lords and druck traffickers; successfully passing checkpoints; bribery, and in emergencies, the methods of escape.
I am a firm believer that all experience can be a valid teacher if a person listens to experience with unclogged ears. Since it is a Saturday and I’ve had a tiring week, I will take a break from the task at hand and use what little I have learned to assist travelers that might appreciate the rewards of travelling off the beaten path in third world countries. It should also assist anyone engaging in questionable activities. If a person does not directly harm another, then I try not to judge. You might call this McAfee’s Travel Guide
