The tanker Sparto is docked unloading crude oil in South Portland. The ship and crew certainly have a grand view of the snow-covered city in the distance. When I was in high school, my friend Peter's dad was a captain who pushed barges up and down the East coast for oil companies. Away for months at a time, there was a time where I thought this life style might suit me. There was a draw. There was adventure. Year round, it was that routine of work a couple of months, off a couple of months. Workers on these tankers certainly see the world, but like with every job the glamor and intrigue evident on the outside only masks the underbelly of hard work, menial tasks and boredom of your days. A few years ago, a friend of mine had a sign on his math room wall... "If it's fun; it ain't work." Somedays, I might agree with this.