Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

40 days until the Equestria Games. It's really really cold up here! We're all in a small cottage. Not very crowded, since most ponies don't want to visit up here. Most of them are pegasi.

We've just got hot chocolate, and now the tour guide, Gusty Trail, is talking to us about how the mountains were formed, animals that live here (just two: polar bears and snow foxes), all that stuff. The weather here isn't controlled by ponies. But it isn't bizarre, like the Everfree Forest is. That was one thing I learned back in Ponyville.

It's amazing how I can read and listen at the same time!

Love, Fruit Pack

Dear Diary,

39 days.

Returning back to places less cold. I have no idea what I'm going to do now. I planned to travel until Equestria Games, but I guess I could just return home, to Neighagra Falls. It would be so nice to see Mom and Dad. And I guess I could catch up on mail!

So it's decided, then. Funny how writing stuff down can help make a ~~descision~~ decision!

Love, Fruit Pack

Dear Diary,

On my way home. Just wanted to say that.

Love, Fruit Pack