THOUGHTS AND COMMENTS FROM AN AMERICAN Merchant Mariner
Monday, June 21, 2010
one more thing I hate about Philadelphia...
...if I wanted sneakers, a check cashed, a lap dance, a bong, (excuse me, smoking paraphernalia), or plates for my car, I can walk or drive to a hundred different places within 1 mile of where I'm sitting... ...but I have to drive 6 miles and pay $16 for 1 hour of parking to go the nearest bookstore.
I am Paul B, and I spend most of my life at sea. Ships, Science, commercial fishing, marine biology and (mostly) true stories of life among the best and the worst people in the world, the United States Merchant Marines. You'll find it here, maybe. You'll definately find rants, raves and discussion on the process of climbing the hawsepipe into an officer's job on a merchant ship.
2 comments:
Wow! You have bookstores.
Every sailor should have a Kindle.
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