Dream Journal
I was at Damon’s place sitting on the couch. B wasn’t there. He and Dana were putting on their coats to leave in order to pick up Beth from the airport. I said bye. When they stepped out the door I went to the kitchen and there was a box of Frosted Mini Wheats lying on its side, but they weren’t as crunchy as they were supposed to be. I ate one then went back to the couch. They came back in the condo and Damon said that the parking lot was blocked because they were cleaning. Then Dana said that she was hungry. I told Damon that I would go get Beth because someone needed to.
I walked down the length of their parking lot and there was a huge traffic jam at the entrance - I walked through it and then the cars started moving again. I remember a truck being in the front of the line on the road, and thinking that the guy had just stopped for no reason.
I showed up at the airport only to find the gate was super crowded. There was no place to sit and hardly a place to stand. A lot of people. The sign above the desk already said “To Seattle” since I was so late. I spotted an empty seat but by the time I made it over there it was gone. The plane unloaded, but Beth wasn’t on it. I kept waiting and waiting but she didn’t debark. I saw mom and went to stand near her. Some people moved so we sat down.
The pilot came out and went up onto a tall platform. He grabbed a microphone and said something, but he couldn’t be understood so someone yelled ‘louder’. He spoke up and asked, “Who forgot to…” then he mumbled something, sounding angry but controlled. The stewardesses and all the workers just looked at each other in terror and one said ‘it was on the front counter list to do’. The pilot almost yelled “but it wasn’t done!” I turned to mom and told her that without that thing being done would mean that he had to land the plane without any lights or guidance. I looked outside and it was the middle of a winter night and was snowing. I thought of how bumpy of a landing it must have been.
Then I noticed that mom and I had taken a seat on the airplane, and it was time for the plane to go back to Seattle… so it took off. With us on it. The front of the plane was all windows, so we could see where it was going. The plane didn’t get the right elevation and went through the tops of a lot of trees before turning around to land again.
The seat I was in was pushed too close to the seat in front of me. After the landing I stood up to pull the lever at the floor that would move the seat back. It moved a good six inches or so, but I still couldn’t fit into it. I moved up a seat and across from me were three guys of Indian/middle east nationality and they all wore large hoop earrings. The Indian man turned to me, fingered his right earring, and said, “They are so sexy”.
Themes: Airplane/Airport