Wow! Another leg of my journey completed.
I am in a city called New Castle and I have been told that I have one more flight to final destination. Well, I say final, but I know that, in a few days, I will be travelling again (and again, and again) until I find my way home.
The people here are very nice – they gave me some coffee (it was very strong) and a doughnut (they call them donuts). I liked that a lot!
I find the American accent to be very interesting. It is very different to the people I remember in England. The old lady also had a very different accent to Penny – the lady in Bournemouth – and these people have a different accent again. I imagine it must be like this everywhere.
Although I cannot wait to get home, this adventure is getting more and more interesting.
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.