
... kissed me. YUCK! Next time I'll take my chances with the swords.
I think I may have to protest - something, anything. But more about that later.
Yours,
BB...
The musings of a small bear of humble beginnings, as he travels the world in search of adventure.

I know this is going to sound a bit strange, but even though I've been fortunate enough to travel to many interesting places, I've never been on a real vacation before. My many adventures have all been business trips. But that all changed this summer when I went to Europe for a wonderful vacation. I met many interesting people, but the most interesting by far was a monkey called Chateau. He was kind enough to show me around Bruges. It is a most wonderful city, and I highly recommend it.

All this talk about dreams has started me thinking about the future. Traveling the world in search of adventure is wonderful, but surely there must be something more to life. After all, how many different adventures could there possibly be? Okay, okay, I don’t suppose I’m in danger of running out anytime soon, but you know what I mean.
Writing seems to be a natural place to begin. After all, one of the things that I enjoy the most about my travels is telling people all about my adventures. But I need something more, something to attract a wider audience. I’ve been thinking a lot about my adventures at the Winter Olympics, and how I could build on that. I haven’t figured it out quite yet, but I have a few ideas I’m exploring. I’ll let you know more about them soon.
In the meantime, if any of you have ideas, please let me know. I need all the help I can get.
BB…
I dream of raw fish and fresh berries for all. I dream of people of all races, and bears too, standing together as equals, eating Sushi. I dream of a day when discrimination is a thing of the past, when bears will no longer look down on humans because they have such pathetic fur. This is my dream. Maybe it isn't as important as the dreams that some people have, but give me a break. I'm only a small bear.
The Cherry Blossoms are definitely worth seeing, the Cherry Blossom Princesses make excellent ambassadors for their state, and the monuments are truly - well - monumental. At least that's what I was told. I'm hoping to check it out for myself when I finally get to the top of these stairs. They may be the perfect size for people, but it is clear they were not designed with bears in mind. Especially not small bears. Unfortunately I find that a lot. Oh well. If the monument is half as impressive as the stairs, it will have been well worth the effort.
I must say that the Cherry Blossom Princess from You can imagine my surprise when later that afternoon I found myself in
The idea of a "Bernard Bear Channel" has got me thinking, but I can't quite figure out what to do with it. While I was busy pondering the possibilities, my traveling companion was busy arranging a trip to Washington DC to see the Cherry Blossoms. It really is nice having a traveling companion!
When I finished thanking Google for helping with my Blog, I decided to see if there were any other interesting things at this show. My traveling companion always says his work is soooo borrrrinnnng - he says it exactly like that - but I'm beginning to think he isn't exactly telling the truth. Hong Kong was fantastic, with a cool laptop that was just my size. And then I found Google at this show, which didn't exactly convince me that all his work was boring.
BB...
I was feeling quite relaxed after my sauna, and also feeling rather sheepish about having complained earlier in the day. I really wasn't expecting more, but I was told to sit back and relax. I closed my eyes, and suddenly opened them wide in surprise. Martha was giving me a foot massage and pedicure. By the time it was done, I didn't think that I could possibly feel more relaxed. And the most amazing part was that she didn't scratch herself on my claws - not even once.
I was beginning to think that I was never going to get to visit the spa. First I had to help put up curtains, and then I had to work on the checkout at the bookstore. What was it going to be next? I didn't have to wait long to find out. The good news is that we finally went to the spa. I began with a relaxing soak in the bath, and then spent some time in the sauna. I think I could get used to this.
Once I got over the shock of being told that I had to work for my "free day" at the spa, I decided to give it my best. The management seemed to think that any bear who could climb the Eiffel Tower would not have any difficulty climbing to the top of a curtain rod. I have to admit there was some logic to this, but I didn't have to carry my tool box when I was climbing the Eiffel Tower. Still, I made it to the top without much difficulty, but then I opened the tool box. It was full of cookies! The good news was that they were delicious, and I had a pleasant snack atop the curtain rod. The bad news was that I had to climb down and get my tools. I was quite relieved when I was finally told that the "spa" part of the weekend was about to begin.
On my last trip to Washington, I was offered a chance to stay and visit for a week, until my traveling companion was back in town. At first I said no, but then I was told that I could have an all inclusive "day at the spa". I've always wanted to have a trip to a spa, so I jumped at the chance. It sounded too good to be true. 
I'm heading back to Hong Kong again to talk to Jackie about my future in acting. But first my traveling companion wants to stop in San Francisco. I don't mind at all. 