An Unplanned Journey (part 2) – 12 Applications + a Run
Here I was on a trip home to the Mitten, stranded between jobs and yet unsure of what the next job would entail. Since I dislike working in town and didn’t want to settle for some virtually meaningless job, I’d decided to try for a job that would supposedly pay decently: commercial fishing in the Bering Sea. Now you’re probably picturing me flailing around on some small vessel like you…