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Maeggaladiel · 02-15-2005, 11:24 AM

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Yesterday and the day before have brought me seven and a half miles into my journey. Sunday led me from the brightly-painted door of Bag End to Bywater, and by last night I found myself bidding Hobbiton farewell.

It is odd, but I feel I shall miss this land and its people greatly. I have been here for but a short time, yet the Shirefolk have made me feel at home.

Too much at home, I realized soon after leaving. I fear that the hobbit hospitality has made me a bit soft during my brief visit. I hadn't traveled a few hours before my stomach began rumbling. My companions found this most amusing, saying that my stomach was louder than the pack of wargs in Bilbo's story.

Our spirits are high as we leave the pleasant Hobbiton behind and take the first few steps into the wild. Of course, it's a very mild wilderness: the only wild animals this close to Hobbiton are a pack of hungry squirrels and some wicked crows that cawed at us as we drew closer to them.

It is another ten and a half miles before reaching our next landmark. I am in no hurry: the walk is almost as pleasant as the company of my friends. I shall miss them when we part ways.

02-15-2005, 11:24 AM	#1391
Maeggaladiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: The end of the world as we know it. I feel fine, incidentally. Posts: 500	Starting the journey... 7.5 miles (Great! Thanks!) Yesterday and the day before have brought me seven and a half miles into my journey. Sunday led me from the brightly-painted door of Bag End to Bywater, and by last night I found myself bidding Hobbiton farewell. It is odd, but I feel I shall miss this land and its people greatly. I have been here for but a short time, yet the Shirefolk have made me feel at home. Too much at home, I realized soon after leaving. I fear that the hobbit hospitality has made me a bit soft during my brief visit. I hadn't traveled a few hours before my stomach began rumbling. My companions found this most amusing, saying that my stomach was louder than the pack of wargs in Bilbo's story. Our spirits are high as we leave the pleasant Hobbiton behind and take the first few steps into the wild. Of course, it's a very mild wilderness: the only wild animals this close to Hobbiton are a pack of hungry squirrels and some wicked crows that cawed at us as we drew closer to them. It is another ten and a half miles before reaching our next landmark. I am in no hurry: the walk is almost as pleasant as the company of my friends. I shall miss them when we part ways. __________________ "Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.