Day 4 dawns and time to hit the road. Opening the map, I count approximately 40 sims to London. Having only completed 11, it could be a few weeks away. The map indicates that he road to London is about 5% of the complete voyage, and as the sims are denser to the east of the grid, I start to realise how much ground I have to cover. While it's fun to explore each sim and stop to smell the roses, I fear that I might get tired of the itinerant lifestyle and not complete my mission. Heaven forbid!
I'm joined by my twin sister Lumia Van Douser as I leave New Orleans and arrive at Sans Serriffe (sim #12). The highlight here is the lovely reef fish and octupus that swim in the bay, but aside from that and a nice big waterfall, there is little to do.
We head off to Andarah Island (#13), which is kind of like Santa's North Pole Village, if Santa suddenly had a psychotic episode. The reindeer carousel was fun, the teddy bears were suggestive and the gingerbread train was a sweet sensation, but attempts to rouse some of the residents were futile. Even breaking into the cabin and dancing on front of them didn't get a response.
Lumia said she was scared, so to get her mind of it I made her pull me some of the way in my new rickshaw, kindly donated to the expedition by Marty Messinez. What are little
Aside from an awkward conversation with a blingy Italian lass who suddenly poofs on me (is it my breath?), this place fails to spark my imagination, so it's off north to Kyrten (#17) a swanky house on a deserted island (yawn).
I am finding that sometimes when I go to TP to a neighbouring sim, I get the message "No vaild parcel could be found". I guess this means the map is out of date (?). I just have to keep trying neighbouring sims until I find one I can get to. Forever St. Trop (#18) it is!
Forever St. Trop is mix of bridal dress shops and Zynga machines and greedy tables. Seeing as I am penniless and don't plan on being a bride in the near future, I walk northeast, meeting a french lady on the way. Damn! I knew I should have a packed a translator.
Nightshades (#19) is home the the Gourbiland Theatre, a magnificent building of balconies and red curtains. I 'borrow' a skidoo parked out the front and explore the sim. Not too much going on so I stop at the Gourbiland School of Art. After wandering around several floors looking at blank walls I realise that it is probably a school of minimalist art and I am being too subjective.