24 June 2017
There is a Gravity Falls exhibition and CC and I are both excited to go for it. We both, with my parents and Yima, go to take a train to the grounds. It's a small narrow train. James [which?] is following along now and he is talking about preparing for the end of the world, and I supply the word "eschatological".
We were advised to bring more cake, which we follow. CC and I miss the first train, so we take the next. On the train I realised I didn't bring Journal 3, but it's too late. The train stops and we quickly get out, CC races ahead and gets us tickets, $80 for all of us. I'm thinking of coming back with [Sparrow Queen] etc and Journal 3 but the cost is quite prohibitive. It's night and we have to pass by Ninja Warrior grounds. We don't see the grounds, just the Expo-like exterior. The big signboard indicates that the Gravity Falls exhibition closes in early March in 6-number notation, but I know it is now late March. We still get tickets.
A big notice on the board w payments indicate that a "Jamm" can get a refund regarding a photo taken on the stairs. I wake up and think about writing this down. Somehow I must have fallen asleep again, and transition to dreaming about writing the dream down with CC as we go through details of the dream.
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