0305 Venezuela, page 2

Bongo is riding on Mr. Jim’s backpack on the train between terminals at the Miami Airport.

Bongo has asked Mr. Jim why they call it a “terminal”. It makes Bongo nervous, because he says that “terminal” sounds bad. He wishes the name sounded more like starting instead of sounding so much like ending.

The train was a very smart train. It knew when to start and stop all by itself without having to have a driver tell it what to do. Bongo tried to tell it what to do, but it did not take him to the fresh fruit section of the market (for bananas).