A test run

We went on the big bird (called a "aeroplane") again to Auckland to see the family up there. I wanted to travel up in the suitcase but Daddy said that unfortunately it was illegal. The flight went well, but I was disappointed they didn't give me anything to eat. Tonight I am sleeping in the portable cot at Ezekiel's place. I thought it was a funny cot, but I was too tired to care that it was different. Apparently this trip is a trial run for a mysterious, "bigger" trip which we will be undertaking soon.