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Darwin would have felt at home

We ran down a path through the jungle with the spiders hot on our trail. We soon came to a small bridge over a stream which we crossed while Austen reloaded and fired again. He crossed behind us and the spiders did not follow. Austen said that the stream marked the end of their territory.

We continued on through the jungle until we came to clearing. It contained a fair sized bungalow and a lot more cats. Stripes and Scooner set Pan and Yaris down. To my surprise, Pan did not faint but exclaimed “bamboo” and headed to a clump of bamboo at the side of the clearing. Yaris got a lot of attention from the cats but as it was clearly friendly he seemed unbothered. Soon, his feline nature took over and he started playing with his new friends.

We followed Austen inside and gazed at the sight we saw. It was as if we had stepped back in time to the Victorian Age. Austen explained that the cats kept the bungalow in the same condition as when Professor Horace Holly lived there. Austen led us into the study which was crammed with books and Victorian scientific equipment. Benjamin examined a beautiful Victorian microscope while I gazed at the book collection. Amongst many other titles were Darwin’s Origin of Species and Voyage of the Beagle. I looked through an early edition of Lyell’s Principles of Geology.

Austen explained that the Rabbit Geographic Society of Australia wanted to know if Mount Kettle was going to erupt soon. We would visit the volcano TOMORROW! I think we might tell Yaris and Pan about that AFTER breakfast.

What could possibly go wrong?

Ask a silly question?  We are currently sitting in a life raft after having encountered some “turbulence.” I intend on writing a stern review of Gilligan’s Airline on Tripadvisor.

We seem to have good cell coverage here. First, we called the US Coast Guard for help. They were very apologetic about not being able to save us. Apparently due to the budget deadlock in Washington, they don’t have the money to get us.  They transfered us to Tahitian Air Sea Rescue. Benjamin’s French is a bit rusty and although no rescue seems forthcoming, we do have a reservation at a small bistro in Papete tonight.

We sent an E-mail to Gilligan’s Airline. They sent us an auto response saying they would get back to us in no longer than ten days, and that they value us as customers.

Yaris the tiger and Pan the panda are taking this rather well, no doubt due to the strong dose of “happy” pills they have ingested. They are giggling and waving their paws about and playing a new game they have made up. It is called “who can count the most killer shark fins circling the raft.”

At least we have good 3g service. Benjamin can finish reading this month’s National Geographic before we perish from thirst or are eaten!