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Entry One: a summary of events that occurred on February 18th, 2005

Dearest Tour Diary:

This, dear readers, is the unabridged account of the Harry and the Potters Toure de England written from the perspective of one Joseph DeGeorge.

My memory is sharp. This is exactly how it all happened.
The plane left Boston. We were thousands of feet above our beloved Boston and traveling at face distorting speeds. Our faces did not actually become distorted, but had we been on the outside of the plane I am sure the acceleration and vast quantities of rushing air would have caused any excess tissue on our faces to quickly make its way to the rear of our cranium.

The whole gang looking very airport-y ---------->>>

We arrived in the Raleigh Durham airport. This airport was not rocked at all. How unfortunate! But we did eat peanuts there. They were the kind of peanuts that make dreams come true.

And, dear readers, dreams did come true! For in a few moments, Paul, Ernie, Erika, and I found ourselves floating above the Atlantic Ocean; the same ocean that Eric the Red and his son, appropriately named Leif Ericson, traversed, the same ocean that Christopher Columbus accidentally found America with. This same ocean was 6 miles beneath us as we sailed in our airship. The airship seemed almost conscious of its heroic deed. "What is this deed?" you ask. Why, this was the very vessel that would bring about the imperialistic dawning of wizard rock. Worlds across oceans would now be shaken by the might and power of rocking wizards. Libraries would crumble at merely the presence of such wizard beings. Kings and Presidents would call for new holidays to be created. The stars would go out of their way to align themselves just to witness the deeds of literary rock. This was a deed that this airborne vessel was prepared to carry out, and it sped forth with the speed of the god-messenger, Mercury.

As soon as we arrived, Gatwick International Airport exploded. Unharmed, your favourite wizard-rocker-heroes emerged from the rubble wielding their lethal instruments of rock. The rental car was packed with our amazing Tetris skills, and we sped towards Milton Keynes.

-Joe

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