Reuben’s Trabel Journal Entry #15

Today Dougie and I bisited the Jardin des Plantes, specifically the Grande Galerie de l’Évolution, which is a fancy way ob saying a giant museum filled wiff ebery kind ob creature that eber lived (or pretended to).

There were whales hanging from the ceiling, glowing pink lights behind ancient fish bones, and what Dougie swears was a dinosaur, but I’m pretty sure was just a very old lizard habing a bad day – the dinosaurs are in the next building.

We were admiring the prehistoric fish display—well, technically we were focusing on sharing a piece of red licorice under the table and whispering so we didn’t attract the attention ob museum security. Dougie said we were being “stealthy scholars.” I said we looked suspicious, and we both agreed Teddy would hab made us wear lanyards and proper museum bisitor badges.

Anyway, as amazing as it all was—just being in this qwiet, glowing place surrounded by ancient mysteries and Dougie’s wild fish facts—I had a feeling sneak up on me. A homesick-ish kind of ache. I miss my brothers. I miss Fish pointing out extinct cheeses in the ebolution of mammals. I miss Barry pretending he’s bored but secretly reading ebery placard.

Dougie noticed I got quiet and handed me the last bite ob licorice wiffout saying a word. That’s what best friends do. But I fink I’ll call my brothers later tonight, just to say hi… and maybe see if they want to meet us at the end ob our Paris adventure.

Not because I’m done yet. But because adbentures are better when you know you get to go home to your people at the end.

– Reuben xoxo

P.S. Dougie tried to ride the giant squid skeleton like a pony. I distracted the docent wiff interpretibe dance. We are no longer welcome in the Cephalopod Wing.