Franco, your passionate (some might say, “inkangaroous”) endorsement of the Rainbow has leaked through my rainshell and infected me somehow (Franco the Roo’s cuteness factor didn’t help, either. It melted right through the fabric). I’ve been waiting for funds to align themselves to make my own order. Tomorrow is the day!
Pretty soon the Rainbows will position themselves at strategic points around the globe, as one giant triangulation exercise intended for locating the position of Franco the Roo on his nightly forays (or Henry on his yearly autumn wanderings). Franco, Ben, and Miguel will each use the top strut as beacon locators and, with the aid of Henry’s optional “aluminum foil parabola” (doubling as a water scoop), depending on the orientation of the tents, even concentrate the sun’s rays to create artificial rainbows at desired, romantic locales. Hence the name “Rainbow”. Henry’s sitting at his desk now, planning ever more devious inventions. “Mwuah-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa!”