October 30th,1996
I have crossed over, arriving in the Mushroom Kingdom by ways of the magical pipe I have discovered. This is a pleasant land indeed, all rolling green hills and smiley clouds. In the distance I can see a castle, which will no doubt make for some fascinating sightseeing – it is odd that the architectural stylings of this otherworldly place should bear such a strong resemblance to those of medieval England.
So far, the only inhabitant I have encountered was a strange mushroom-like creature of furious appearance that came at me with some speed. Unable to move right and left, for reasons I cannot explain now but seemed quite natural at the time, I jumped over it. The creature went on its way, as did I, glad to have avoided a potentially dangerous collision. Perhaps if I encounter another I shall attempt communication.
I intend to chronicle my travels in this journal. In the event of my disappearance or demise, I hope that it may be found by future travellers and used to help them succeed where I have failed.