July 17
*I’m sitting on a bench putting my shoes on, O is with me. We are talking about having to meet S on the other side of the mall… I want to go into the hotel we are staying at and change clothes before we go anywhere else, but S checked us in and I don’t have a room key yet. It’s a long walk to the other side of the mall… but then I remember I have a truck I can drive to get over there. I’m behind the steering wheel of the truck, but I don’t have my shoes on completely yet. The truck seems to be driving itself down the freeway fairly well on it’s own while I finish getting my shoes on. We come through a parking lot, and S is driving the truck now. He is arguing with me… he says “Well I hope you enjoy the beach, now I don’t have time to go because the hotel is an hour away!” I point out that I’m not the one who booked the hotel, if he wanted to go to the beach why did he pick a hotel so far from the coast? As we talk we see S’s brother standing at a crosswalk with a group of people – the people look like tourists, wearing brightly colored t-shirts and large jewelry… long fake nails. S’s brother stands out among them because he is dressed in toned down colors (deep burgundy shirt, beige shorts)
Next I’m walking parallel to a beach… I’m on a path or sidewalk, there is a building directly to my left… pillars to my right with arches between that I can see through as I walk. I hear S and his brother having a conversation some paces behind me. As I walk I look to my left and see scenes of… fish mongers fileting large fish or rinsing off work stations. I note that one of the stations is tiled with dark yellow tiles… it looks like a shower (the tiles are along the bottom of the work surface with a drain in the center, the walls up are also tiled – the work space is rectangular in shape) Someone is hosing it down with a sprayer attached to a curly hose.
