01-HAVE I EVER GIVEN YOU BAD ADVICE？

Geronimo Stilton SURF'S UP, GERONIMO!

HAVE I EVER GIVEN YOU BAD ADVICE? Blue skies... sandy beaches.... I was dreaming of taking a vacation. Yes, I needed to escape the RAT RACE. I had been working so hard running the newspaper. Oops, how rude. I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Stilton, Geronimo Stilton. I am the publisher of The Rodent's Gazette. It's the most popular paper on Mouse Island. I love running the paper. But it is a lot of work. And all work and no play can

make a mouse very cranky. At least that's what my great-uncle Happy Paws used to tell me. Anyway, one morning, I passed by some travel agencies on my way to the office. The pictures in the windows looked so relaxing. Palm trees, cheese bars by the pool... I sighed. Yes, it was time to take a break.

I pushed open the door to Kick Up Your Paws. It's one of the best-known travel agencies in New Mouse City. But before I could step inside, someone pulled my tail. "Why hello there, Cousinkins!" a voice screeched in my ear. "Going on vacation?" Rats! It was my obnoxious cousin Trap. Now I definitely needed to get away.

That mouse can really get under my fur. "Today must be your lucky day, Geronimoid," my cousin smirked. "I know exactly the right agency for YOU." He put his paw on my shoulder. "Have I ever given you bad advice?" I chewed my whiskers. One thing you should know about Trap, he's the most untrustworthy mouse on the block!