I am leaving Tbilisi for the last time.
David has packed me in my cozy box with some sandwiches and a flask of hot coffee. I asked for some ice-cream, but he said it would not last the journey; he is probably right.
I had a wonderful time in Georgia and Armenia. Apart from David, I met some lovely friends like, Lusine, Rouzanne, Liana, Arshag, Mariam, Sopo and many others. I also got to see some wonderful places and have some exciting adventures. It is a sad thought to know that I will probably never met any of my friends again, but I also know that I must try to find my way home to my real owner.
I am not sure where I am travelling to this time. David said he wanted it to be a secret, but I can smell the sea and I think I am on a boat…
I am a little lost bear. I have lost my owner, my friends, my home and my memory. I do have some cloudy memories of a little girl but I cannot see her face when I close my eyes. I cannot remember anything else about my life apart from that.
I think my name is Jumble. That was the name given to me by the old lady who found me.
I am trying to find my way back home using the postal service as a way to travel around the world.