9th February 2002

It is quite late in the day when I head off to see my friends del and Jo in their hotel / apartment place. They haven't been in England long after their return from Australia, at least I think.

I'm told by the receptionist which room they are in, so I head up to the room and let myself in somehow. Both Del and Jo are sleeping and the room is pretty dark. So I decide to go to sleep on the bed and wait til morning and talk to them then. As the room is pretty dark I don't make the most graceful trip to the bed. Indeed as I get on to the bed that Del and Jo are sharing (and are at weird angles on the bed) I crush Jo's arm slightly. She audibly complains but doesn't realise I'm there. She reasons that the way she got squashed was normal enough not to worry about.

Morning comes and I'm alone in the apartment. I head off to find a bathroom. The first bathroom I find is in the middle of the apartment. You walk into a room with a toilet and then open another door to go to a wash room. This second room looks pretty uninviting, like a shower room in the universities I have visited.

Taking a further look around I discover in other rooms beyond this wash room a room with a shower and a cream carpeted floor. This looked very luxurious compared to the previous area. There was also another room with a toilet on this side of the apartment. I go back to the original wash room as I am interested in what doors have locks on and which do not.

When I got back to the original wash room I noticed a large hole that was acting as a drain. You could see water from all of the rooms flowing along the tunnel that it lead to.

The next part of the dream that I remember was talking to Del and Jo outside the apartment. The area looked unfamiliar and the park area across the road looked very summery. This did seem a little odd. It turns out that we were in Australia and they hadn't left to head home yet. They seemed to think that I had magiced myself nearer to them by the power of thought.