We trip old folks that walk too slow.
(we hastily apologize to said old folks)
We work two back-to-back 12 hour days without complaint.
We pack until 1:00 and then get up at 5:00 and race the sun to Midway.
We get on flying death tubes, and irrationally cold buses.
We eat questionable sandwiches and ration warm, stale water like we're stranded in the Sahara.
(the second bit wouldn't be as necessary if someone could manage to remember her water bottle. whoops).
We do whatever it takes, and it has never not been worth it.
I'm coming for you 02564.