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Top-Gadget Of 2017
On The Today Show
After it was featured this morning everyone started buying-one.
Its been called incredible by Bill Gates

If you dont have one - Then get one now

But that wasnt always much comfort to Joshua himself, who hated being looked at. Who hated the fact that a grog number of people knew he was different, whether they thought he was a Problem or not. Lobsang called immediately. Good to have you on board, Joshua How are you enjoying the journey so far The plane is all yours today. You will find a master bedroom behind you which Im told is exceedingly comfortable, and dont hesitate to take advantage of the shower room. Its going to be a long journey, is it Ill be meeting you in Siberia, Joshua. A Black Corporation skunk works. You know what that means A facility thats off the radar. Where, he wondered, they were building what Right. Oh, didnt I mention Siberia There was a sound of engines starting. Youve a human pilot, incidentally. People seem to like a warm uniformed body at the controls. But dont be alarmed. In a real sense I am the controls. Joshua sat back in the luxurious seat and put his thoughts in order. It occurred to him that Lobsang was full of himself, as the Sisters would have said. But maybe he had a lot of himself to be full of. Here was Joshua cocooned in Lobsang, in a sense. Joshua wasnt big on computers, and the marvellously interconnected electronic civilization of which they were part. Out in the stepwise worlds you never got a cellphone signal, after all, so the only thing that counted was you, and what you knew, and what you could do. With his prized knife of hardened glass he could keep himself alive, no matter what was thrown at him. He kind of liked that. Maybe there was going to be some tension with Lobsang over that or with however much of Lobsang was ported along for the ride. The plane took off, making about as much noise as would Sister Agness seg machine in an adjacent room. During the flight Joshua watched the first episode of Star Wars, sipping gin and tonic, wallog in hood nostalgia. Then he took a shower he didnt need one but just for the hell of it and tried the enormous bed, whereupon the young lady followed him in and asked him a couple of times if there was anything else he wanted, and seemed disappointed when he only asked for a glass of warm milk. Some time later he awoke to find the attendant trying to strap him in. He pushed her away; he hated being restrained. She remonstrated with the sugarcoated steeliness bequeathed by her training, until a phone chimed. Then: I do apologize, sir. It would appear that the safety rules have been temporarily suspended. He had expected Siberia to be flat, dy, cold. But this was summer, and the plane descended towards a landscape where gentle hills were coated with dark shoots of grass, and wildflowers and butterflies were splashes of colour, red, yellow and blue. Siberia was unexpectedly beautiful. The jet did not so much touch down as kiss the tarmac. The phone rang. Welcome to No Such Place, Joshua. I do hope youll fly with No Such Airlines in the future. You will find thermal underwear and appropriate outdoor clothing in the wardrobe just inside the door. Joshua refused, with a red face, the attendants suggestion that she should help him on with the thermal underwear. However, he did accept the offer of her assistance with the bulky outer clothing, which he thought made him look like the Pillsbury Dough, but was surprisingly light. He climbed down from the plane to join a group of men dressed as he was. Joshua immediately began to sweat in the mild air. One man grinned, called West to Joshua in a distinctly Bostonian accent, pressed a switch on the box strapped to his belt, and vanished. A moment later his companions began to follow. Joshua stepped West, and arrived in an almost identical landscape save that he emerged into a blizzard and realized why he needed the ter gear. There was a small shack near by, with the Bostonian beckoning to him from a halfopen door. It looked like a halfway house, a travellers rest stop of the kind becoming common in the stepwise worlds. But it was utilitarian, just a place out of the d where a man could upchuck in something like comfort before stepping on. The Bostonian, looking queasy, shut the door behind Joshua. You really are him, arent you Feeling fine, are you I dont suffer from it too bad myself, but He waved a hand. Joshua looked towards the back of the shack where two men were lying face down over the edge of narrow beds, each with a bucket under his face; the smell told it all. Look, if you really feel OK, go on ahead. Youre the VIP here. You dont have to wait for us. You need to take three more steps West. There are rest stations in each one but I guess you wont need them Are you for real I mean, how do you do it Joshua shrugged again. Dont know. Kind of a knack, I guess. The Bostonian opened the door. Hey, before you go, we like to say here: youre stepping, wait for it, on the steppe When Joshua tried but failed to summon up a laugh the Bostonian said apologetically, You can imagine we dont get too many visitors here. Best of luck, fella. The three further steps brought him out into rain. There was another shack near by, and another pair of workers, one of them a woman, who shook him by the hand. Good to see you, sir. Her accent was richly Russian. Do you like our weather Siberias two degrees warmer in this world, and nobody knows why. I must wait a while for the rest of the gang, but you can just follow the yellow brick road. She pointed to a line of orange markers on sticks. Its a short walk to the construction site. Construction Construction of what Believe me, you wont miss it. He didnt, because he couldnt. Acres of pine woodland had been cleared, and hovering over a circle of denuded land was what looked at first glance like a floating building. Floating, yes; through the rain he made out tethering wires. It was vast, an aerial whale. The partially inflated body was a bag of some toughened fibre plastered with transEarth logos, over a gondola like an Art Deco fantasy, several decks deep, all polished wood and portholes and plate glass. An airship As he stared, yet another worker hurried towards him flourishing a phone. You are Joshua This mans accent was European, Belgian perhaps. Pleased to meet you, very pleased Follow me. Can I help you with your bag Joshua pulled his pack away so quickly that it would have burned the mans hand. The worker stepped back. Sorry, sorry. By all means keep your bag; security is not an issue, not for you. Come with me. Joshua followed him across the soaking ground and under the formless envelope. The gondola, fashioned like a wooden ships hull, appeared to be anchored to a metal gantry, presumably constructed of locally manufactured steel, at the bottom of which was a skeleton elevator cage. Cautiously, his guide climbed into the open cage and, when Joshua had joined him, pressed a button. It was a short ride up to the underside of the gondola, and through a hatch and out of the rain. Joshua found himself in a small compartment, suffused by a rich smell of polished wood. There were dows, or possibly portholes, but right now they showed nothing but the weather. Wish I was leaving with you, young man, said the worker cheerfully. Going wherever this thing is going none of us need to know, of course. If you get a chance, look around the engineering. Nonferrous, of course, aluminium airframe Well. Were all proud of her. Bon voyage, enjoy the journey He stepped back into the elevator, and as it descended out of sight a plate slid across to seal the polished floor.

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