One of the first TB’s I picked up was a funny little bear named ZEB. I took him on a trip down to Florida back in February. My luggage was the one they searched, and I suppose the dogtags popped up on their x-ray machine. So they held it up to show everyone what set off the machine. I told them it was for a game called geocaching, and they let it thru. So I left ZEB in a cache outside of Cocoa Beach, Florida, and put a watch on him to see where he went. Well he got picked up, but never moved again. Imagine my surprise this week when I went to the Landsberg Center Travel Bug Hotel cache and found ZEB. Yep, the very same one. I mean, it’s like a sign or something. How likely is it that a TB would travel there and back again, and find the same person?
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