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A Heros Journey

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It was late afternoon when we made camp, I found a rock big enough to put the map on and I sat on the ground with the map on the rock. I was trying to see where we were and how close we are to our destination. I must have seemed a little puzzled because Seth came over and asked, “Is there anything I can do to help?” “No, I’m pretty sure I know where to go, but something about this map has me perplexed,” I said sounding confused. “Like what?” Seth asked. “I’m a little confused. Mr. Tompkins always puts the maps in code and this one doesn’t even have that.” I said. “Huh, well that’s odd, did you look at the map any other time?” Seth asked. “No, I looked at it last night and before that it’s been in my vest pocket since …show more content…

“Yes, I am. I’m Captain Longfellow, I hope you enjoy your flight.” The captain said. “Thanks, I hope to too,” I replied. Another steward came and showed me to my room. My stateroom was bigger than my master bedroom, I wondered how the museum could afford this voyage, the museum wasn’t doing great financially, I had some of my money with me in the case of emergencies. The room was big enough for a desk, a bed, a closet, and a dresser. The walls were bare wood from the airship, which gave it a neat look to the room. We were airborne, I was going to write a letter to the curator about the issues I had with Seth, but I decided not to write it, instead I decided to go to the dining hall and eat. When I made my way to the dining hall I was awestruck to see how busy and full it was and the smells, even the furnishings from; the walls to the carpeting on the floor to the windows, it was just breathtaking. I went to sit down by myself, and I glanced over at the Captain’s table, there were men in fancy double-breasted coats, vests, and jackets and the women in their full hoop dress some with bustles and some without bustles sitting at his table, I could tell they were

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