walking home from school with sister, but wearing my black gym / painting / sleeping shorts because i had left my real clothes in the locker room. went back to get them... could not remember which locker i put them in or have any clue what the combination was.

went to a locker that i thought might be it and somehow unlocked it - wasn't my stuff. this continued for quite a while... i eventually was in the basement of CIM and alex orfaley was there - i was kind of looking for matt i guess. ran into nat (it was merged with MIT or something) and there was a girl there and i think i was trying to see if she was amy.

with nat went back to the third floor lockerroom with me to look for my stuff. we were on the wrong floor - i guess third floor was girls. i guess we went downstairs and looked some more - i remember going around the school but not many details.

then being outside of the school. i think initially i was walking or something, but i remember being in a taxi with someone (not nat - another friend, but no indication who). we were driving around the school and it was getting pretty big (for a high school) and i was thinking to myself that now that i've to college i can dream of bigger schools.

anyway, i was being driven somewhere and i noticed from the other small cars and saw a delta plane and some other at the airport and realized i was in france - that i was on vacation to geneva and we were driving there from the airport. nat would meet us there.

i don't know if we actually stopped to let the other person with me out, or if they had just gotten out (it might actually have been nat) but i realized that i couldn't speak french, didn't have written down where we were going, didn't have any french money (not so bad - had credit card), and hadn't told the driver where to go (and was wondering where he was going).

so i tried to get the drivers attention but could not speak french. i think there eventually was some communication with him, because i started frantically searching my backpack for a piece of paper saying where we were going. around then, there were 2 or 3 other frenchman in the taxi with me, friends of the taxi driver. they were saying what to do or something, and at that point i realized i didn't even have my passport (and told them this). fortunately i did find it a minute or two later, but it was all messed up and they took it and put it in the glove compartment.

then i just remember driving for a long time - through a forest with lots of leaves and stuff. some elementary school teacher near at the side of the rood at an intersection wearing a witch (or something else... don't remember) and trying to scare kids in the cars. she may have been drunk.