Our wives do not accompany us. Apparently, we fart, scratch, and tell bawdy stories. There is some drinking involved, as well.
I should be able to read your blogs and comment on them, but I won't really be able to write any wickedly funny material (as if I ever did) for at least a few days. The reason being is that all I'll have is a smart phone. I can get away with using one finger to comment, but to write a post, I need two.
In any event, I should return sometime next week. Unless I get arrested.
That bathroom's a long way away, you know.
I sure hope that tree is still there.