Dear Diary.....

I’m confused.

As much as I dislike random visitors knocking on my door, I still can’t stop thinking about the person who dropped by the other day

It all started with a simple knock on my oak door

I remember having Lemon Grass Tea and Candied Biscuits. Which I enjoy dipping in Maple Syrup. The sap from Canada is excellent.

Ahem.

I ignored the knocking. But it only came back with a vengeance.

When my door was about to break in, I finally opened it.

A woman with vibrant blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a royal dress with a sword. She looked important, as if the Knight among Knights.

I asked her, what did she wanted?

The woman told me her name with gentle pride.

King Arthuria of the Round Table.

She is on the Quest for the Holy Grail.

However, she got lost on the way to France... or Spain... she seemed to have trouble remembering where she wanted to go. Bad sense of direction maybe?

She hoped to ask for directions from me.

Seeing how I have lived here long enough to tell her everything.

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Essentially, she just called me Old.

... Don't worry. I was a Queen of Fairies. I am not a petty woman.

So I told this important King Lady, the directions to the Holy Grail.

(1) Go far west until you reach a land called Ontario.

(2) Then a right turn until you arrive in a city of lights and sin, Las Vegas.

(3) Swim across the English Channel, both ways, to show your devotion.

(4) Finally, buy a ticket for a sea plane... A 'flying pegasus' on the ocean.

(5) Until you land in a country of ice where people of science will say:

Welcome to the Nimrod Expedition.

You're going to love Antarctica.

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No need to thank me, my dear King Lady. 

This Fairy Queen bids you good luck on your endeavors.

...... Heh...Sucker.