NO MORE ROSTERS, SIM CHECKS, MEDICALS, PAYCUTS ETC.
I KNOW that I've finally arrived. Forty years of flying have given me an abhorrence of being near airstrips larger than 1,000 feet and terminal buildings made of concrete/glass.
Find yourselves a simple island serviced by island schooner where they neither know nor care what day it is. There may be divers, but not grockles. I suspect most plank-drivers will flock to Florida, Spain or Australia because being "airline pilots" they haven't worked in remote areas.
I'm keeping mine to myself; meantime I'm too busy to "retire". Finally got the time to do something for myself. If you're brave and still hungry, look at China, it'll keep your adrenalin going.