Can you really get me aboard early … and get me a tour? I’ve always wondered what it was like to see all the parts that passengers don’t get to ...see. I took a shower and packed everything up, and went down to check out. I walked up to the desk to check out and caught the eye of the assistant manager. I’d gotten to know him over the many stays I’d had at the hotel. He snapped his fingers for someone to go to my room and pick up the luggage. ‘Señor Charlie! It was so good to see you again. You. Breakfast was ready in no time and we talked quietly over what to do for the day, her idea was pretty straight forward; pick up some clothes and apply for a pass port, I agreed to both, of course. We didn’t bother to call Charles back, I figured he needed to suffer a bit for the bull shit he had pulled off, but did decide to reimburse his accounts for the loss of revenue Sally had gotten; she was now my problem, and a wondrous problem to have at that. When she finished eating her pastry. The woman, obviously the leader of their group, was called Marie and as I suspected had the strong grip of a woman who loved her sport and was used to being one of the guys. Her blonde hair made her look innocent from a room away but up close she seemed almost as dominant as Veronica despite being half a foot shorter than me. Brad it turned out was even bigger than I had thought with huge arms bulging at the seams of his suit, he was obviously of pacific islander or Maori descent with darker. That leaves Jacob and Pastor Paul to evaluate and it’s still too early to make a final verdict.Jacob is a lazy spoiled brat, no denying that, but he’s keeping decent care of the horses even if we have to constantly remind him of his ongoing duties. There’s hope for him, I’ll give him that much.Pastor Paul, on the other hand, is doing a lot better than expected. But this doesn’t say much, considering how low a bar I’d set for him to begin with. The man has experience neither working with his.