In the garage at 30700, walk outside, look up, see a plane high above. Hear another one, comes past low, very fast, like a shadow.
In a room off a garage, two ladies come to the door, asks if I’ve had breakfast yet. I say no, tell them I’ll meet them at the dining hall. Think about how they should stay and play around. Go to get dressed, a couple of guys barge in, playing some game. They play around a bit, thinking I’m with them, then I yell that I’m 62, they quiet down then leave. I try to tidy up a bit, the area next is messy. Leave it. Go into the dining hall, look for the ladies.