Edublogs Activity Challenge Week 9

The Adventure of Pepito Corvette

Introduction

Imagine this, a shrill morning in early March, just standing and admiring the view off of the relaxing monument we call the Eiffel Tower. The warm sun beating down on your back making you feel as if you were covered in a cozy blanket. I am an artist named Pepito Corvette. I travel around the world searching for historical and famous artwork for my boss. His name is Fernando and is part of an international trade center that sells famous artwork for money. Oh yeah did I forget to mention illegally!

Attributions: The Eiffel Tower by Geoff Livingston

Chapter 1

Journey to the Eiffel Tower

“On April 16, 1989, I stared out of my hotel window into the distance of the land and breathed in a deep breath of fresh air. Then I set out to find the Mona Lisa at the Louvre that my boss had described to me in detail last night.

He specifically said, “Go in there posing as a tourist, then get all the other tourists and workers there out with your equipped system I have granted you with. Meet our other officer who will be wearing a gas mask and hand him the tracking device. Then sneak over to the painting and cover it with your cloth. Lastly get out as quick as you can. The last thing we need is the cops getting a clue of where we are. Remember, this can be a very dangerous job if you do it wrong.”

Of course there was always a time limit with Fernando, but I was not about to start complaining and blow our 100,000 dollars out the window!

So I pack up all my things, including my cloth, and set out to find the Louvre. You might think,
“Oh, that sounds easy!”
“Well let me assure you, it’s not easy routing your way through Paris when you don’t even speak french. Trying to find the people who speak English is even harder! At last I gave up when I stopped at a small cozy coffee shop called L’Autre Cafe for a drink. The first waiter I had was a real pain in the neck. I kept on asking him, “May I please have the menu or at least a waiter who speaks English!”
The waiter muttered something in french, then walked off into the kitchen. 15 minutes went by until a lady waitress came to my aid.
“I’m sorry for the inconvenience earlier, I am Shayla and I’ll be your waitress today.” She said.
I said, “Thank you but all I want is a espresso and directions to the Louvre.”
Shayla gave me a map and my espresso and I was on my way. I finally found my check point, The Eiffel Tower. As I traveled to the top I noticed someone or something following me.

Websites used:
L’Autre Cafe
The Louvre

Coming Soon!

Chapter 2

I’m Not the Only One Here