Bob’s favorite items were a collection of about a half-dozen wooden drummer statues. Some were natural brown wood but most were polished black. Otto’s best thing was all the bicycles–four that actually worked and a bunch more in a haphazard stack in the corner.
They emptied their backpacks on the bed so Uncle Weed could ensure they had everything needed. “Leave the chewing gum and foam mattresses here and make sure to bring all your paint-brushes and granola bars,” he suggested. He threw a toothbrush, spare socks, pocketknife and a big floppy hat into a burlap sack and off they went.