Travelog post for: Aslan

Our host was busy with some volunteer work so Rudy and I took the opportunity to explore the park on our own; we sat on the special bench where ToyVoyager secret rituals are held and thought of the many TVs we have met and hosted.  The wind was blowing toward us from the direction of a very mellow guy.  We got stoned on his second-hand pot.  We were very very relaxed but managed to slowly walk home.  It was surreal. The room started spinning and we just plopped onto our beds and fell into a deep sleep.  Can you guess what appeared in my dream!! 

Stay groovy, my friends
Your buddy,
Aslan