Today we bisited the magnificent Musée d’Orsay — or as Dougie insisted on calling it, “The Big Art Clock House.” We’d heard whispers in the crepe line that the top floor held a clock so grand, so iconic, it practically insisted on being admired. And it was! Absolutely worff the winding stairs and Dougie’s distracting […]
Excerpt from Reuben’s Field Notes: We assembled at the Norff Lawn under clear Paris skies — an ideal location for the weekly gathering ob The Secret Order ob the Nocturnal Water Buffalo, though admittedly not ideal for seating arrangements. The wind kept lifting the tablecloth, and Dougie declared (loudly) that the banner was crooked. He […]
Journal Entry — Filed by Fish, Grand Syrup Steward ob Chapter Elebenty Today was not just any day…Today was history. The first Internashunal meeting ob the Secret Order ob the Nocturnal Water Buffalos (Chapter Elebenty) was held right here in Paris, France — under the watchful eye ob the Eiffel Tower herself! Now, in case […]
We’ve made it. Bonjour, Paris! After a long flight, a questionable in-flight snack (Fish brought his own cheese, obviously), and one suitcase mix-up (Barry accidentally grabbed a bag full ob scarves), we officially touched down. I posed nobly at the airport—because even wiff jet lag, royalty habs standards. My crown survived customs, Barry’s bear Batman […]
This morning we realized a minor hiccup in our otherwise flawless Paris plan: we were a bit short on trabel monies. We hab the snacks, the enthusiasm, the oberpacked emotional support bear (that’s Batman, fank you), but not quite enuff funds for trabel juice. Or cheese emergencies. Or backup pastries. But then the UPS man […]
Field Notes: Paris Catacombs, Day ???Subject: An Unscheduled Incident Involbing Dougie, a Skull, and Possibly a GhostToday, against my better judgment, I accompanied Dougie on an underground excursion to the Paris catacombs. I know what you’re finking. Not a good idea…and don’t touch anyfing!At first, it was oddly peaceful—dark, yes, and a bit damp, but […]
Field Notes: Paris Catacombs, Day ??? Subject: An Unscheduled Incident Involbing Dougie, a Skull, and Possibly a Ghost Today, against my better judgment, I accompanied Dougie on an underground excursion to the Paris catacombs. I know what you’re finking. Not a good idea. At first, it was oddly peaceful—dark, yes, and a bit damp, but […]
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 […]
Paris, France Weather: Clear skies, ideal for scooters and existential thoughts We were up wiff the croissants again today—Dougie woke me up by whispering dramatically, “Reuben. The bones. We must go see the bones.” Which, if you’re wondering, is not how I usually like to start my day. Instead ob heading straight to the Catacombs […]