Well, that was a short trip. I had just barely gotten good and asleep when I heard newspapers rustle.

Look what was on the newspaper, a story about the Fachwerkhäuser like I saw in Germany and Japan.

I called Mom first thing to let her know that I had arrived in England. She was relieved that I had such a fast trip.

My new hostess and I had a look through my travel journal.

I am going to miss my daily walks with Moritz, but guess what! There is another dog here. He is a cocker spaniel named Arnie.

Now we are watching TV and doing a bit of knitting before bed.

Goodnight all!