ive not had a memorable dream for a while but i had a weirdie last night.
it was a long dream but my memory starts at a primative(mid 20th c ) airfield in Kazakstan or thereabouts. it was justgetting dark and while waiting for the (old) plane to refuel i was walking with a work colleague when i realized we were near a town called hurdy gurdy. seeing as chris is quite knowlageable about such things i asked him if the musical instrument of the same name originated from this town when i heard a loud explosive noise far behind me. i turned round and saw what appeared to be an orange flaire climbing but it came closer and sterted to make an incoming morter noise shortly before impacting near the control tower. this shit me up and we dived flat for cover as another round came in. this was realy scary and i remember thinking "wheres Jenny!?"
no more rounds came in and it all went like nothing dangerous had happened so i found Jen and asked if she was alright (no more chris). we then went 4 a walk and looked at the beautiful mountains and scenery, it was gorgeous! at this time it was alternating between light and dark and the information that this area had the highest concentration of Bears in the world drifted in to my head which i promptly told Jen.
we then went into town which was more Balkans than urals but quite pretty in a deprived sort of way.the only shop was a coffee shop which we declined.my last thought was that it would be nice to visit again then i awoke feeling odd!!
anyway that was a babble but better out than in eh' ?!
kazakstan
Or have you been playing Medal of Honor Spearhead? 
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