Ruby says:
"We took a bus to Trogir on Sunday morning. When we got there we had a hot chocolat and a pastry. The pastry had a thin piece of bread on the top and bottom, and the inside had whipped cream and vanilla custard. It smelled good.
We sat next to the water, the water was as clear as glass that has been washed. The hot chocolate was warm and chocolaty. It had delicious foam on top of it.
After that we walked across a cool wooden bridge and went into a park. Some people had had a party there. There was trash EVERYWHERE and we picked it all up! Then we walked into the city!
We walked through a lot of twisty turny alley ways untill we came out on the harbor and saw a real galleon! We had lunch (I had [spaghetti] Bolognese). It was delicious. Then we got ice cream (I had Jaffa cake flavor).
We found a palazza [Venetian-style small palace or mansion]. It had a big courtyard with balconies circling it.
We had fun!"
"The Dream.
I had a drem. And in my dream Mrs. H. was driving along with the whol class in her car. It was flying by seagulls like in James and the Giant Peach."
Celeste told me that when Mrs. H. parked the car, it hovered above the ground, and Mrs. H. told them to cut the threads that held the seagulls to it, so it would come back down. Mrs. H. got in a taxi (this part is unclear), and the kids all began biting through the threads. After awhile there were only two seagulls attached, and the taxi driver apparently thought this was scary.
We are all fine, but the Jugo (wind from the South) has come, and is blowing all our socks off (so to speak). Some lady from up the hill's underwear blew off her laundry line and into our front yard, but it had a lot of holes in it, and I didn't want to embarrass anyone by going around knocking on doors: "Excuse me, but are these your holey knickers?" Perhaps I'll just throw them into the neighbor's yard and hope they're hers.
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