Bedtime:
Mon Aug 17 00:30:00 -0400 2009
Wakeup:Mon Aug 17 07:09:00 -0400 2009
Quality:7
Dreams:We drove the Westfalia all over something between Portugal and México's heartlands country, many people were in there. Melissa's father was tim the tool time man, there was a voodu black witch guy, at some point we went to eat and the van got stolen, I was super sad, Paolo was sleeping in my sleeve from then on. He was little, and heavy. Melissa went into an internet café and started to look in the computer for our van, I went with Paolo in my sleeve looking for it in the street. Millions of combis circulated the night but no vanagons, some kids from my swim team hung out with us while we searched. At some point an old black man pointed at a mexican stile parking lot (with broken asfalt, and what looked as a old building lot that was victim of the 85 earthquake), and my westfalia appeared in a corner. I started to cry of joy. Paolo moved inside my sleeve, seemingly happy as well. I drove the van and the guy that stoled my van told me as I drove out of the parking lot that he was very sorry but he thought that it was his own van that looked the same. I shock his hand and went looking for Melissa. She was in the internet café and her father Tim the tooltime man laughed very loud. We all continued in our trip, to the beach I think.
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