A holiday to remember (Part three)

We were actually going to stay in the middle zone of the island. Not in the super city zone or the village zone. 

I didn't have any problems, but on rare occasions, if Marg ever got a bit sick and couldn't teleport, were we going to cross this whole mess of a forest to head to the academy?

'I should just practice flying.' If only I had time. 

Memories of jumping from the plane came flying back. 'Is flying really that great?'

It was but my traumas were saying loads of different things. 

We first made our way to the landlord's office and he was a round guy, with small eyes, and a large belly. 

He was rather happy to see us and sang a lot of my praise. At one point, I almost felt uncomfortable. After all, he wasn't just praising me, no, it was almost as though he was worshipping me.