Thoughts in a Haystack

And while the Museum's participation was greatly appreciated, there were some few that thought that the"dinosaur" crack was rubbing in Wilkins' age a little much.

Like the moon shinning as a beacon in the night, the designated meeting place could be seen far and wide.

Even the local wildlife made ready to welcome Winkins as soon as he was in the right position.

The massive crowds began to gather.

And as the appointed hour neared, all eyes turned to the road from Toronto . . .

Suddenly there was an omen . . .

And a figure, shimmering in the heat, appeared out of the distance . . .

Could it be? . . .

Yes, it was!

Having slipped his keepers . . . er . . . hosts,

Wilkins arrived at last!

Without further adieu, the crowds mobbed into the Museum.

There, they insisted on staring at objects so unfamiliar to them that they needed

extensive written explanations to even begin to understand what was going on.

One of the more knowedgeable participants

points out "one of them dead things".

As sometimes happens, a major discovery was made in a museum exhibit when the remains of a new species of creationist was recognized. Our esteemed guest of honor promised to author a complete description of the find as soon as he can.

Fresh evidence of the perfidy of scientists and museum curators was seen

in their admission in writing that they were attempting to re-create

the Liaoking Forrest habitat, thus admitting it was created in the first place!

After an exhausting morning, the participants

retired to the fine dining facilityof the Museum

where they refueled to continue their explorations.

Some participants commented on how appropriate it was

that they next visited this fellow after their meal.

As the day wore on, the participants naturally broke down into smaller groups

to discuss what they had seen.

Late in the day, the group reassembled at which time

it was revealed that the Howlers had arranged a surprise

for John. They had paid to have him make the rest of

his trip by luxury liner.

Fortunately, the Museum had a model of the magnificent vessel:

Having completed the tour of the Museum, John was treated to

some of the more exciting sights in New York, including Broadway . . .

the sign for which was clearly visible from the subway station.

Then at one of the City's more stylish eating establishments

there was every attempt to make John feel at home by

providing foodstuffs native to Australia.

Then, at the end of a full and pleasant day,

all and sundry saw Wilkins (center), laden

as he was with gifts, off on the next leg of his

Grand Tour.

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