Since the day I have graduated college I have been on the road. In the air. On the sea. My life has been one long journey spent racking up the frequent flier miles that have accumulated to the point where I might just be able to fly for free for the rest of my life. With my line of work and due to the amount of time I have been spending travelling, I actually do not have a license. Not that it helps; whenever I am on business to foreign country I have to make use of car rental s in order to get around. Some of my colleagues frown on this: to them, renting a car with a driver is very much like getting a Taxi. They might be right – I don’t have any desire to do as they do and ride in the back of some stretch limousine like I’m some visiting noble showing off a display of my wealth.