My final Downer meeting for the meantime was with Pitchwife. He and Mrs. Pitch kindly hosted me in their home, with dogs to rival Farmer Maggot's in quality and quantity, and other animals besides. There were no mushrooms, but lots of delicious food nonetheless. And when evening came, I too got a ride in an engined wagon to a flying ferry... or the Old Forest of Check-in desks, where I successfully got lost a couple times before finding a conveniently located Old Man Willow to sleep under.
Weather was tricksy, and tricked us into pursuing the indoor schedule before turning clear. But there was Doctor Who and Star Trek and other geeky stuff to fill the day.
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You passed from under darkened dome, you enter now the secret land. - Take me to Finrod's fabled home!... ~ Finrod: The Rock Opera
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