I got a call once...actually this kinda stuff happens to me all the time, but this instance, got called at 8am on a sat, "pack you stuff and get to charleston by 4 this afternoon, you can hitch a ride with the truck driver or rent a car" Had to go to Spain to change an engine on one of our planes. I droce down there and caught a hop to Rota Naval Air Station, Spain. Got there Sunday night, looked at the plane to fix, kinda neat to see..the gearbox exploded, imagine your transmission exploding only half of it being left. Well, changed the engine on Monday, finshed it all up on tuesday morning, got the plane outta there on its way to Kuwait by tuesday night. So I call back, and am told to hang out for a few days next flight going back to charleston is friday night, just check in every 24 hours. It was summertime, rota is a beach town, spanish girls are HOT. good time...then my ride for friday doesn't show up, so I'm told to go to this place called Moron, in spain. I can get there no problem, just gotta get the $XX,XXX tools, and broke airplane engine up there to. Nightmare, but I got there. Spent a week up there, another cool town, and the hotel they put me up in was in the heart of it. And I made about 1000 bucks extra after it was all over. I've done trips like that all over the world, in fact had to go back to Rota a few months after that to change a prop, wound up being another 2 week affair
I love my job, Spain is awesome, too.