World Traveler

While traveling through Mexico met a lot of wealthy people of course I really enjoyed the time I spent with a older family which was just getting started in the drug trade and trafficking to the north of their borders.

I was there lending a helping hand, of course they may have lost a little on the exchange rate when I transferred the money for them. What do you expect when you deal with shady characters.

When I left their family they were well on their way to a well established run over the Rio Grande. (I was a lot richer also)

Leaving the heat of Mexico I moved on to the sweltering heat of the Columbian jungle.

There I met up with a rage tagged group of natives that showed me a plant which was lined with gold. Little did they know the gold would be mine while they did all the work.

Of course I improved their living conditions but when you are happy with sandals on your feet and a good roof over your head that was the easy part. I did not bore them with the finances, they were happy to work the fields and make the white gold as long as they were fed.

It was a little harder when it came to transporting the gold to the ship on the coast line that is where I had my New York connection waiting for me. From that point we had it easy, well except when I lost my partner when a freak high wave hit the boat.

I gave my load to the trusted family of ScreamingButterfly and made my way to Turkey where I dabbled in the packaging and transporting of at least 10 tons of Heroin. The Turkish officials were the easiest people to bribe that I have ever met. Two of them even helped us load the shipment.

I then took some time off from my travels, Of course I was on my way to a little place called Kiev. I heard the Vodka there was to die for (we will see about that).  

Miles listened along with intrigue, he was new to the game and had just started on the path towards criminal notoriety. Listening to the interesting stories of HydroMan it seemed his career had taken to all corners of the globe, it was clear this man was use to pedalling a lot more than the few units Miles was used to, but Miles was just a corner boy.

"Mr Hydro it sounds like you've had quite a career thus far, I've never been much of a traveller myself but I'm sure your travels have lead you to meet many different criminals from many different organisations. I'm also sure your travels have lead to many riches."

Miles smiled at the potential earnings, he was young, ambitious and thought he'd drop a hint towards any future potential business dealings.

"Let me know if you got any product in the future, I'd be more than interested in taking some off your hands, for the right price of course."

 Why thank you sir for stopping and listening to the rantings of an old man.

But there are still tales to come for I have not mentioned my trips in detail as of yet. I will someday need a Right Hand myself to learn the ropes of my trade ... and I am willing to teach those that will listen.

Looks like I might have to keep reading theses adventures you've had.

Well I finally reache Kiev

The Vodka was to die for and it poured smoothly over the bodies we had to burn (darn evidance)

At least I managed to truck a few loads of it across the germany border. Not much of a profit, butany time you make a profit it is a good thing.

Hit me up with some Vodka.

you really know how to work magic with easily satisfied workers

What are you going to do in Germany now?

While travling through Germany I took a side trip to Denmark and enjoyed myself at a few of the better known hostles. (well I will call them that)

I was treated fairly and enjoyed the flavor of the day in many locations. I even bought a thing the locals called a Hooka pipe. (That sure helped with the buzz)