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Spain-France, and the ghost who chided me

Field trip of sorts, my old Merrill professor is guiding us.

Tomb of the unnamed soldier, a student buys a picture very quickly instead of taking his own. Back into the station wagon. Tish is very good at driving it, because of some big car that she has personally.

The thrift stores here are great. Several floors of clothes according to era, old toys and trinkets. I find two cameras and a light meter that I consider buying for Tony. This cool chick in awesome clothes tries to sell me a crazy sweater, but I'm looking at them and they don't have my size. Only 3s, no 8s. There was an 8, but lightly it said it was a 5...I know there was an 8, but now I can't find it. I wish I had that girl's style! I lose the station wagon, my sisters and mom and dad are around somewhere, all of us looking at weird estate sale stuff.

I'm in a drug store looking for deodorant - the natural kind, made with tea tree oil and lavender. The only kind that I can find is famous brand names filled with chemicals and selling sickly sweet. Janice pops up and makes a comment, Steve Lee is there and is vaguely interested in my preferences. I'm in several aisles, and no luck. Where it should be, there are only natural deodorants without tea tree oil. I finally settle on a sort of bug repellant deodorant stick, made for "the first person who gets off the bus," which has tea tree oil. I settle on this.

I'm at a first cashier person, and I'm going through a tiny ferris wheel of nail polish. The polish comes in packs of two. The first polish makes an initial fluid design (think waves or the sky or sand in a sand sculpture), and the second goes on top to compliment the design (glitter hearts, butterflies...all very artistic and water-colory). I settle on one called "Paris," which is a sandy mauve with greyish blue streaks. Apparently I select three of these pairs.

I'm coloring with some other travelers. My art is pretty weird and cool, especially to one man who may or may not be a love interest. We're waiting in an airport terminal or something. I am also coloring tons of tiny islands off the coast of France. And a fat lady wearing a toga (mauve with black accents, baring her midriff).

I go to the bathroom, and a ghost is telling me (orally and via writing on the wall) to read page 85. "Page 85???" I wonder, and then I realize there is a large black bound book stuck between nails. I turn to page 85, and skim down to where someone has made a mark on the page where I should read. It reads, "And you shall see them hanging..." The passage is about a girl or girls getting tortured. Then the ghost screams at me, "Eres una bruta, una bruja! Una mala persona!" and so on.

I leave and head to the line to pay for my deodorant and nail polish. There are two lines, one for people in Radiology, and one for the French. I wait in the Radiology line. Finally, I am ready to pay for my two items, and I'm asked (in Spanish) if I have anything else. The cashiers say that I have one other thing to declare to them. Finally, I tell them about the ghost in the bathroom, and what she said to me and everything. Apparently, this is also an item that - although I do not have to pay more money - I have to be rung up for. This is all happening in Spanish. Finally I ask if this happens often, and apparently it happens every day.

After, I board one of two buses. Mine is on the right, and the French bus is on the left. I go to sit by Tony who is waiting for me. Love in the air!

Vaguely sexual feeling from this dream but I forget how it manifested.

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