Currently in: Texas

Ok, so there I was in Cuba. Standing in the airport. When this monkey came up and grabbed my backpack before I could. So I chased him out into the street where I grabbed a taxi which chased the monkey for about 20 miles where the monkey went into the woods. So I chased the monkey through the woods until I caught him, when I realised there was actually about 200 monkies.

The monkies had built an entire colony of which I was shortly a part of. So since I was pretty comfortable with the monkies, and they had given me back my backpack, I explained to them my situation. They said they didn't know what to do, and sent me to a Gypsy. Now the Gypsy couldn't tell my fortune, but she did seel me some cheap plane tickets.

So I was on the plane when it started to shake. I grabbed a parachute and my new "pet" monkey and jumped out of the plane. We landed on the airports tarmat in Texas and watched out plane land. After which we left on our journey. Our journey home.