Travel Schlepp Goes to England and Meets a Friend
Willie’s First Adventure Continues
the prospect of an exploration, he clearly exhibited the calm of long experience and I found myself feeling, well...somehow alone on my big bed in Room Ten.
Before I had the opportunity to ponder this strange and rather uncomfortable
sensation, I noticed that the lady, Caroline was staring at me intently.
I felt as if she could read my thoughts. Then her expression changed
to one of fierce determination. “Karl,” she spoke rather
“Well,” said Master Karl, “call down to the reception desk and see if we can buy him.” And much to my consternation, so she did.
“Ten pounds?” she echoed into the telephone. “Great, please add it to our bill.”
She replaced the telephone with an air of triumph and before I knew it, she’d scooped me up and into a gentle hug. “Don’t worry little Willie, I’ll take good care of you and you’ll have great fun with us.”
So into her travel bag I went, with my face out and the bag zipped
just enough to ensure that I wouldn’t tumble out. I must say that it
was surprisingly comfortable. From his own travel bag, the furry one
was cheering, “Yeah Caro! Way to go!” as Master Karl smiled
According to Caroline, we’d explored about one-half of the island when Master Karl turned inland, taking the direct route back to Yarmouth. It rained steadily, but that seemed not to damper Schlepp’s appreciation of my island, which I found quite gratifying. After parking the car, Master Karl and Caroline decided to forego The George’s elegant dining room in favor of a local pub. Both Schlepp and I were rather pleased by this – neither of us having actually been inside an English pub before (although I’m surprised the furry one would admit to that since, to hear him brag, you’d think he’s already been everywhere and seen everything.)
The pub was pretty busy with lot’s of noise and laughter, and, according
to Caroline, served excellent local, fresh seafood. After dinner, we
walked back to The George and although it was quite windy, the rain had ceased
for the moment. Up the stairs and into my very
Schlepp and I spent the night snuggled together in one of Room Ten’s
big comfortable chairs, covered by the
In the morning after breakfast, Master Karl and Caroline began to
pack their bags and Master Karl started carting them off to the front reception
desk. I don’t think I’d fully realized that today–this very day– I’d
So into the lady, Caroline’s travel bag I went, head out for a good view and off we drove in the little red coupe, leaving behind The George – the only home I’d ever known. The furry one smacked me on my arm (an American habit no doubt) and sang out, “Yeah Willie! We’re on the road again!!”
(Oops, I’m being much too loquacious and Caroline must go change
for a business meeting this morning. So I’ll
Chapter 3 continues Willie's story.