08-I HATE TRAVELING!

I HATE TRAVELING! I took the taxi straight to Professor von Volt's house. After I got my paws on his diary, I met everyone at the airport. Soon we were headed for Kathmandu in the heart of NEPAL. From there, we climbed aboard a tiny, rickety plane. It dropped us off in the middle of a small green valley. By then, my stomach was doing somersaults. You see, I have a little problem with airplanes. They make me terribly sick. Of course, because I felt ill, Trap decided to pick on me. He began singing in a Silly Voice:

"We've just landed in Kathmandu, And Gerrytail's stomach is in a stew! Yes, airplanes can turn him green, It's the funniest sight you've ever seen. Fast cars and bikes can make him groan, It's a wonder he goes anywhere on his own! He's such a wimp as you can see, I can hardly believe he's related to me!" I was FUMING. It was just like my cousin to kick a mouse when he's down. Just then, a rodent with honey-colored fur and a black ponytail approached us. "Are you the Stiltons? I'm RATFUR, your Sherpa guide!" he declared. He and his four helpers picked up our luggage. Our adventure was about to begin!

My heart began to race. But this time it wasn't from nerves. I was excited. I could hardly wait to start exploring. I looked around. FAR AWAY, THE SNOWCAPPED MOUNTAINS SEEMED TO GLOW A MAGICAL WHITE....