What Are You Passionate About?

[Whateverist]

---

Actually I was 7 and sis was 9.
We stayed in a ridiculously backward town in the middle of nowhere somewhere near Sparta.
No electricity, no running water, no paved roads anywhere. You get the picture.
Anyway, one day Uncle (whatever his name was, lol) put me on his pet donkey, put sis behind me, filled the donkey's side bags with stuff.
Smacked the donkey on the arse and he started walking. The donkey was now in auto pilot.
Down one track, down a steep mountain, through a heap of little side tracks, up the mountain, down another road, etc.
We held on for dear life knowing that if we fall off, it's a looooong way to walk!
Eventually donkey entered another one donkey horse donkey town, stopped in front of some store, another old Greek man came out, took the stuff out of the bags and filled them up with a bunch of other stuff. Then he just smacked the poor uber donkey on the arse again and away we went again for another hour back home!
This is one of the 3 things I remember from my 3 month trip to Greece as a kid.

---

Wow. So basically your uncle used you to run drugs for him. Just be glad you weren't the other kind of mule. Putting them in the saddle bags was genius.