In-the-Absence-of Travel Companion

David and I share a troll:

I took it and other trolls from Laura White to give to my sister for Christmas last year (I thought Becky should have a taste of my childhood).  I kept this one, mostly to give me a taste of my childhood, though I think I probably told myself it was for my future children. Somehow Dave and I started hiding it around the house for the other person to find.  If any of you entered our home between September and December and noticed the troll sitting in the arms of the white mother and daughter statue on the book case by the door, you should know that statue was its final BYU-student-apartment resting place.  The troll disappeared in the hubbub of the move, and I didn't give it a single thought...until I found the troll in my cereal box my first week back in England.  David had found a spy in my roommate, and sent it to Europe with her.  Luckily for the troll, that means that he now has the opportunity of touring Europe with me in place of my husband: