Back to my rootsMay 18
My Mommy told me that she and my Daddy were born in China, so when my new friends told me that they were going to eat Chinese food after TARcon, I was excited to join them.
And then I woke up the morning after TARcon…
“Why does my head hurt? Why is everything spinning?”
I remember meeting lots of new people, and a big party, but everything after that is fuzzy…even those pictures that I mentioned don’t bring back memories - I still don’t know what to believe, so I’m trying to pretend it didn’t happen.
I stumbled down to the lobby around 11:30, and ran into one of my new friends. He told me that something called coffee would help me feel better, so I decided to give it a try.
I started to remember something … I think this guy is also the one who told me that beer was good and that I should try it … I don’t know if I should trust him, but this coffee stuff sure is good!
After the room stopped spinning, we rode in one of those yellow cabs again (but this time I got to ride inside, instead of on the roof). The driver didn’t quite understand where we wanted to go, so he dropped us off on a really busy street full of people, and it was loud. We walked for a few minutes, and then went up this really long staircase that moved on its own (is it magic too?), and then we were in a really big room full of humans. They were making lots of noise, which still made my head hurt.
I sat at a table with some of these new friends, and one of the tried to feed me some food. He said it would make me feel better, but when I looked at the thing he was holding, it looked like a foot from a bird! Doesn’t he know that pandas are herbivores?
I decided I’d tried enough new foods and drinks for a while, so I stuck with tea and some green stuff (one of the girls said that it was cabbage and it reminded me of the stuff in the fruitsicles back at the zoo).
After we finished eating, I realized that my Rachel still had not appeared. Her friends were starting to leave, saying they had to return to their own homes. Was this it? The end of the party? Was there any chance that my Rachel might still appear?
I’m not ready to give up hope that she might appear, so I’m going to go on one final tour of NYC looking for her, or any clues to where she might be. After I have another nap, that is …zzzzzzz