I love making journeys! There are hardly any unnecessary things, I think. Only eating porridge, and washing…
Just think, being able to hear all the mysterious sounds of the night from inside a real tent! I’m sure you’ve got something for a stiff neck, haven’t you?
Repeat after me, “may the ground swallow me up, may old hags rattle my dry bones, and may I never more eat ice cream if I don’t guard this secret with my life.” Go on now.
How orderly life can be. But all these exciting and wonderful events have made me just a little tired. I think I’ll retire now.