Location: Outside Château Fromage Date: Time for next adbenture Dear Journal, Dinner in the great hall was magnifique! There were chandeliers, endless courses, and a tiny harpist who played “La Vie en Fromage” while we sipped sparkling juice from golden thimbles. But all good feasts must come to an end, and after many hugs and […]
Today is Seben-Elebenty Day! While Reuben is still on adbenture in France, probably sipping an espresso under a striped awning and nibbling on a flaky croissant, the rest ob the crew is holding down the fort back home—one Slurpee at a time. They clinked their cups in solidarity and said, “To Reuben! May your pastries […]
Location: Château de RonaldDate: Touching Almost Nothing Dear Journal, We landed safely in a field near the castle, thanks to Ronald’s heroic fire-breath (and a lucky breeze). After a lot of cheering and a little bit of crying (mostly from Dougie, but happy tears), Ronald invited us inside for a proper castle tour. “Just one […]
Location: Still in the Sky Date: The Day Ronald Became a Hero Dear Journal, For a moment, we were certain it was the end ob our balloom boyage. The catapulted rock—a boulder, really—was whistling fru the air like a very angry tater. Teddy yelled “DUCK!” but there were no ducks, and no way to steer. […]
Location: Somewhere Above France Date: Very High Up Dear Journal, Today we are in the sky. Actually in a basket. Hanging beneaff a hot air balloom. Me, Dougie and Teddy were in one, and the rest ob the gang were in two others. This was Dougie’s idea, ob course. “Imagine the biews!” he said. “Fink […]
Location: Our Labender Scented Bed and Breakfast Date: Monday – Sock Day Dear Journal, After nighttime naps and nibbling and the official Sock Day Stretch™, Teddy and I told Peter and the rest of the crew about the Sock Day Tradition. Peter blinked a few times and said, “You mean you just… don’t do anything?” […]
Reuben’s Trabel Journal – Entry #6 Location: Village of Fromagerie Fantastique Date: The Day the Dream Came True Dear Journal, Dreams are real. I’m sitting at a tiny café table wiff Dougie, surrounded by cheese. Gruyère. Brie. Camembert. Roquefort. Some wiff truffles. Some that crumble. Some that melt just by looking at them. I’m not […]
Reuben’s Trabel Journal – Entry #5 Location: Just outside Saint-Baguette-sur-Lune Date: The Day Dougie Flew Dear Journal, Today, Dougie flew. Not on purpose. We were cruising fru the French countryside, wind in our ears and baguette crumbs on our shirts, when a loose cobblestone leapt up and sent our Vespa into a wild zig-zag. My […]
As the sun dipped into the horizon, casting long golden rays across the Great Park, Fish, Barry, and Baxter sat together at a little wooden table, Baxter neber complained about bringing the stack ob magnets to halp boost Fish to be tall enuff – just above the table. But let’s face it, they were pretty […]
Location: Somewhere in a billage Date: First Full Day in France Dear Journal, We got fru the portal. We found the Vespa (it’s a long story). And now… we are RIDING FRU FRANCE! I can’t believe this is real. The wind smells like butter and basil and maybe a little bit like old buildings (the […]