The Trolley and Harry

I'm linking with 
Elephant's Child blog for this week's 

WORDS FOR WEDNESDAY

(blue italic words)

and
GOOD FENCES

(click to enlarge the Birmingham Botanical Gardens
in Birmingham, Alabama)

Words for Wednesday was 

Once offered by Delores at Under the Porch Light 

and continued by others like Mark Koopmans 
who provided this week's words.

 Purely to encourage us to write.

So here's my story.

From somewhere in Minnesota
Harry traveled the depths of metal bone yards 
in search of the perfect trolley.

Harry had an enterprising idea!

Harry
and

The Trolley 

that could-

or rather should
if at all possible
trolley about
as trolleys often do.

But what style trolley should Harry choose? San Francisco offers
a jamboree of lovely trolleys
 like this one on Market Street.

How about this snazzy trolley also on Market Street?

But Harry dreamed of a one of a kind trolley.

So might  Harry be better off with a horse drawn trolley like this below?

After all Harry hails from Madagascar you know.

Truth be told Madagascar was much more popular than say anywhere in Minnesota for a lucrative business.

Nowhere else on earth

 will you meet in one Trolley Tour

the often silly, food throwing Lemur.

"The ears were large, flaring forward, the eyes limpid amber,
in which the pupil floated like a glittering jewel, changing color with shifts of the light: obsidian, emerald, ruby, opal, amethyst, diamond."
William S. Burroughs

a Ring-Tailed Lemur

uncovered by such a jolly Harry,
 a most anomalous travel guide
ready for hire.

So many sights to see.

Like, bears dressed in overalls!

If one rations their financial gains well enough through the years they could always travel to the favored Paris destinations, or perhaps, the lovely and storied countryside of Ireland.

But after chasing leprechauns for a few days most would surely decide Madagascar isn't such a faraway place as once believed.  Especially, after meeting Harry aboard his traveling trolley-
equipped with his magical tales of adventures at the ready.

Seriously, all a traveler really needs is a jaunt past 
the hillside complex of royal palaces and burial grounds and

Photo from wikipedia

 naturally a trip down the "Avenue of the Baobabs" with such a gala vision of massive specimens of centuries old trees.  All waiting along the dusty hidden trails somewhere on the Island of Madagascar.

In the beginning many folks scolded his outlandish and foolish adventures of 

securing an outdated old trolley (with gigantic windows) merely for the enjoyment of those retired folks or other travelers desiring an unforgettable vacation.

Harry's hopes of financial gain on a day by day experience, seems to be paying off for him too.  Harry's dream of showing them the palatial surroundings around the Island of Madagascar and the neighboring Comoro Islands no longer seems so ridiculous, or far too lavish for travelers.  Harry's talent for sharing simple things like the basic facts about lemurs truly has kept their adrenaline flowing and more and more tourists signing up daily.

 So you'd be mistaken to imagine that being over-55 has it's draw backs especially when Harry goes ballistic if he doesn't bring his own private stash of treacle syrup (which he'll share) to spread over sponge pudding or toasted waffles, and making his trauma easily averted. 


I'm closing with a bit of Madagascar folklore
 Proverbs and Sayings

Words are like eggs, when they are hatched they have wings.

Distracted by what is far away, he does not see his nose.

Nothing is so difficult that diligence cannot master it.


So, are you ready to book a tour with Harry?!