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Dream 7:44am IST Monday 31 October 2005 Underwater in a pool with Sally, we were able to breathe on the bottom of the pool doing a bit of foreplay, but there was a bad guy trying to distract us by throwing snow on us. I told her to meld her mind with mine, and together we could stop the snow from hitting us. Like in the _Belgariad_, we created a dome around us, and could feel the snow hitting, like the bad guys probing for our existance. Eventually we came out of the pool and I was driving along a highway for a bit with Forest, who told us he knew who had been trying to disrupt us, and that guy was just jealous of our lovemaking because he was so mean no one would be with him. We arrived in this warehouse, where Daniel found the head of a bird costume shaped like Toucan Sam, and wore it while climbing around in the warehouse. The warehouse owners were all upset that he was doing this they tried to chase him but he did a James Bond down a rope, and I followed him down, using Hitomi's camera case to protect my hands. The guy chasing us couldn't get down that quickly, so we were able to get away to the train station which was merged with a roller coaster track and we made it look like we had taken the roller coaster option, given that we had had the bird head costume. I got a bit lost on the train; Daniel had gotten off, and I didn't pay attention to where we had gone before that, so I asked a soldier on the train how to get back to where we were, but then I realized I didn't know the name of the area where we had started. I tried to describe it to him - a place with a roller coaster, but he still wasn't sure what I was talking about. permalinkToday 2:27pm IST Monday 31 October 2005 At this moment, we are in a taxi in Hwara, waiting for one more person to join us for the trip to Qalandia. Sarah, me, Jonas, David, Chris, and Leena is waiting outside the taxi until we head out. Things today: feeding apples to a horse picking olives that were big and fat and plentiful watching the ordinance explode, but not cause the grenade to blow being herded behind the truck for the explosion being told we could not watch the explosion being told we could not record the event being told we could put our cameras on the front of the truck Chris told us a cool story of his adventures in Cairo while he learned Arabic for two months at a school. I want to do that; no more learning languages by teaching Japanese. Just pay the $1000 for tuition , housing and food and hook up the learnin'. walked the long way to the grenade, perhaps because the soldiers were on the settler road and would not approve of us crossing the field.
Sarah and I took pictures of each other in our respective trees.. discovered *CHOCOLATE* pudding, though a biit dry in the fridge!! I chowed a significant portion of it on my humus and couscous piita. cous is a rude name for a woman's vulva in arabic started an No English day with Chris and David, though we didn't play for all that long. We played the Jackie Purdy Game after picking olives and walking to the grenade. Really strange to have sun and sprinkles almost perfectly mixed 2:38pm We are at a flying checkpoint now, with a pretty long line of cars (basically all taxis) behind it. 2:51pm I slept and feigned sleep and never showed my passport. also did not show it at Hwara, but just projected a sphere of love around me and rolled (*) through. (*) rolled = walked casually. Back home to the Faisal where Francois is well loved. permalinkprev day next day |