I started my journey from the most easily accessible harbor I could find. I Googled "Bay." I Googled it deeply. At the top of the search results was Ebay. The site revealed a whole network of trade the natives had already established. It seemed like a good starting point where I could pick up provisions for the rest of my journey.
As I explored the Ebay, I realized that the locals operated on a limited understanding of monetary value. They attempted to barter with useless trinkets, like bags of trash and animal excrement. Still, I managed to find some objects of worth. I purchased a
It was one of a much larger collection of haunted clown dolls, and the seller assured me that, "AFTER SEVERAL MONTHS OF CONTINUOUS INVESTIGATION AND RESEARCH, WE CONTACTED THE SPIRIT THAT POSSESSED THESE CLOWN DOLLS, MOST LIKELY, VERY YOUNG BOYS THAT DIED IN THE HARTFORD CIRCUS FIRE. SOME OF THE SPIRITS SAY THEY WERE COUSINS." I had no choice but to trust MagicBlessings after seeing the urgency and earnestness of all the capitalized letters in her description. I was fortunate to get one of the remaining 27 haunted figures. If there is anything that I had gleaned from Lewis and Clark, John Smith and Pocahontas, Dora and Boots, it's that great explorers always need companionship and I would find mine in the spirit of a burned up child trapped in the stuffed body of a circus clown. Also, shipping was free. With the perfect team assembled, we pressed on.