Day Five: Ireland
From: Dandelion Snailrider To: Mr. A-- Subject: Day 5: Confused By The Signs Date: December 14, 2002 Dear Mr. A--, I hope that you are doing quite well. I understand that the loss of a haggis can be a dreadfully traumatic experience. I lost a toadstool once, and the repercussions were widefelt and continue to this day in Patagonia. I assure you, of course, that this event has nothing to do at all with my decision to leave my native home! My, watching the start of Iditarod was exciting! Are your dogs sled dogs? Any dog which can bring down a haggis is indeed a force to be reckoned with, of course. I'm sure your dogs are fierce and brave creatures indeed. I am afraid that once again I must express my frustration with my snail's slow pace. Perhaps it is the extra luggage that we now carry -- Alaskan haggis can be quite heavy! We made only a mile or so per hour last night, and only made it as far as Ireland. Much of the trip was cold! I believe that is what made my snail so slow. Ireland is a puzzling place. As you can see from the attached picture, there are so many signs to choose from! Which way do you think I should go? There are only ten days left in which to complete my journey! Wish me luck. The haggis I bring is, I am assured, the finest of Yukon Joe's recipes. So save that sunny spot on the lawn on me! I shall be there soon. Sincerely yours, Dandelion Snailrider
(Unfortunately, our intrepid adventurer made an error and forgot to attach the photo. So...)