A New Life Begins

I was so happy with my new life above the headboard. I had company and a new  perspective on life.  The days went on and my new life introduced me to all kinds of new sights and sounds. One day the level of activity in the room increased and I sensed that I might be on the verge of another exciting new adventure. I was.

IB – So what does April in Paris mean?

It was April and both IB and Fluff Bear told me that this meant the annual trip to France for the month of May. We leave for France every year at the end of April and spend all of May in France.  IB explained that I would be going to France this year. My eyes grew wide with wonder and excitement and fright.

IB – Please come with me!

I spoke non-stop to IB about what and where was France. She calmly explained it was a country and that it required a long plane ride to arrive there. She also explained that they spoke French and not English. I was scared. How would I communicate with them? Did they have bears or brellies there? She assured me that she made wonderful friends there and that they would all love me too. I felt a little better but I was still scared.

Must we FLY there?

I  was washed again and put gently into the black bag. I did peek out of the bag  and saw all the people and planes. It was evening. This time I had more confidence and I left the zipper to the bag slightly ajar so that I could see everything all the time. It was bright and busy with hundreds of people with bags of luggage moving faster than I had ever seen anyone move. My eyes got bigger and BIGGER as I looked at all these new things happening in front of my eyes. IB was right; this really was to be a BIG adventure!

WHAT new adventure is this?

We stood in a long line with people taking off their shoes and coats. All the people walked through a doorframe and sometimes a loud sound was made and the people had to empty their pockets and walk through the doorframe again. I was lucky; I stayed inside my nice warm bag and moved along on a conveyor belt. The conveyor belt did stop and some light was flashed on the bag but then the bag moved along and the bag and I were retrieved from the conveyor belt.

My FIRST EVER TRAIN ride!

We proceeded to a square box filled with people sitting and standing. I later found out this was a people mover and it  brought us to the place where the planes took off. We arrived at our terminal. We had to arrive very early because our flight was going outside the United States. Since we were flying international first class, whatever that means, we went to a special lounge with food and drink.

Look at all the food and drinks!

I did not leave the cabin on the cruise and was too afraid to look out of my bag on my plane trip to and from the cruise, so this was the first time I saw people, food or drink.

I lived in either a den or a bedroom and they did not have any food in either of them. The lounge had big chairs and lots of drinks and food and people cleaned up after you. After what seemed to me forever, a nice lady came by to tell us it was time to go to our plane. We took our luggage and walked a long way to a line that allowed us to board the plane.
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Will I get LOST on THIS plane?

The plane was much bigger than the plane for the cruise. All the people were pushing and talking loudly. We had a special line and entered quickly. The lady on the plane, a flight attendant, took all of our bags and put them in a big box that closed over our seat. I did not go in that big box. I was put on a small table. Wow! What a sight! There were huge chairs, wide aisles and the flight attendants helped everyone with their bags and coats.

How did they know I was hungry?!

As we sat in our chair, called a seat on a plane, a flight attendant brought us a drink and mixed nuts. I love nuts. I sneaked some. They were hot and tasty. I was happy. I thought, How much better can this trip become?

The plane moved forward and then went up at an angle. I remembered from the cruise that this meant we had left the ground. This time I was determined not to go to sleep. It was much noisier than I had remembered but I was inside a bag  and under a seat on my last trip. When the plane was level we were served drinks and hot nuts again. I ate more nuts. After all this even more food and drinks were served. This went on for a long time. I did not mind because I saw all kinds of new and interesting things. There was a small screen in front of the seat that played, I was told, movies and things. They were interesting and in English but I was more excited by the things that were happening all around me. Finally the food and drink service was completed and the lights went out.

Time to sleep. Can I?

To my amazement the seat turned into a bed!  It even had a big blanket and a pillow. Wow! I did not want to – but I fell asleep.  I had had too much excitement and I knew I still had a very long and exciting day ahead of me filled with new experiences.

I awoke when my bed started to turn into a seat again. I figured it was time for the plane to land – but I was wrong.

We get to eat again!

Another meal! It was called breakfast. Since I never really knew what people ate or when they ate, I did not think it was unusual to eat so many meals in such a short time. I later found out that France is six hours ahead of the United States and that it was now morning. I tried some fruit. I liked it. After the meal, the flight attendant came around to clean up the plane and to hand people their coats. Then I knew it really was time to land. The big box overhead opened and I went back into my black bag. I was happy since I was a little worried that I would be forgotten or lost in that big blanket. I fell asleep.

IB – When do I get MY passport?

The plane landed and everything including my black bag was removed from the big box.  I opened the zipper. We were on moving ground. They are called moving sidewalks. We stood in a long line for something called immigration. I found out this is where passports are checked. Now I knew why they teased IB about having an honorary passport. We went through the line and to a place where we found the rest of our luggage.

HELP! I cannot understand anything!

There were lots and lots of people speaking gibberish.  Oh, they must be speaking French, I suddenly realized. IB, I wanted to shout, I have a problem. I cannot understand ANYTHING.