Not quite looking back just yet, but almost.
My electrology career was sort of amazing. Sixteen trips to Europe and living in Amsterdam (when it was still Amsterdam). Living with Dr. Lamaker (and an Amsterdam prostitute/bank official for a few weeks: it’s complicated) and watching SRS surgeries (I fainted). Escaping from the “Shining Path” (Maoist) rebels in Peru (chased us with machine guns) and playing “Peruvian roulette” during Marshall Law (almost got shot).
Sailing in New Zealand on a 12-meter, abseiling the Waitomo Caves (Japanese tourist died), dangerously watching crocks (boat almost sunk) in Australia and body surfing at Boni. Gambling my (rich) friend’s $50,000 at Jupiter and winning $400,000 (he’s an heir), throwing snow balls at tourists at “Lugwig’s castle” (we snuck into a restricted area), and experiencing “Fasching” in Koln and Wiesbaden (bare-breasted babes and all)! Watching Boris Yeltsen in his “Zil” in a big Norwegian military parade in Olso (he was drunk on his ass). I didn’t have tea with the Queen but it felt like it. And, that’s just a smattering.
I’m not sure that my electrology experiences can ever be duplicated again; mostly because there is so much information on-line and one company (Dectro) literally owns electrology (gorgeous company). I could “write a book” but I’d have to sensor it … nothing passed me by! Funny when you look at old people, you just see the wrinkles. Scratch the surface and you’ll find a library of information and red-hot experiences.