Hi moonchild, I'll be heading north to get there only if I can go by way of the West Indies but no matter, if I see you & your thumb I'll stop for you anyway. And yes, at one time, when my feet had a bit more flex in them I could merengue & when I was 25 yrs younger I could limbo with the best, won a contest in the land of limbo, my back could bend my feet could creep from dusk till dawn be dancing in the street, ah, but now the back's gone stiff & the feet's are weak, & from sun down to up I only sleep. If I don't see you on the highway I'll see you at the camp. Barry