The question remains, who was the lucky student that is now living in a tree in South America?

Day 3: All I’ve eaten so far is some leaves and a few delicious flower buds. My new foster mom is knitting me some gloves, but I haven’t had the heart to tell her that I have five fingers. I’m starting to think I should have gone to Japan, however, irrational fear of Godzillas persists.

Aww, that’s adrawerable.