Let’s Pack!

Home Base
Mood: Hectic but hopeful

Fish came home wiff a gleam in his eye, declared, “I’ve booked us a trip to Paris – we’re going to see Reuben!,” and immediately started packing his tiny backpack like he was on some kind ob secret cheese mission (which, knowing him, he probably is).

Naturally, the rest ob us couldn’t let him hab all the fun—or pastries. Barry started folding socks (eben though none of us wear them), and Baxter started looking for that thing that looks like a charger but no one knows what it charges. Fish was immediately deep into researching “top cafés near the Eiffel Tower wiff flaky crust integrity.” Also, Barry packed a full-sized teddy bear and said, “Don’t judge me, Baxter. He brings emotional stability.”

The room was full ob chatter about baguettes, mysterious underground tunnels (Dougie’s influence again), and whether Fish can rate éclairs by mouthfeel and presentation.

We are so close to being ready. Just need to zip the bag, find our tickets, and possibly start ober entirely.

P.S. Barry said he only packed the essentials, but his bag contains: four hats, one camera, a wedge of cheese, two maps, and a plush bear named Batman. So… yeah. Essentials.