Well if you think banging around the Third World in a Caravan is easy, wait until you hit the airlines... hot and cold running wimmin on tap... as much coffee as you can drink, brought you by a luscious CSD... an F/O to carry your bag for you... lots of food... and that nice CSD there to tuck you into your seat. Not to mention luxurious crew buses and five star hotels... and rampies calling you "sir" all the time... no man should have to put up with all that.
