Hi, you won’t believe this, but I’m still in Latham. I’m beginning to think I belong here or something, and exist only in Latham!
Returning to Latham as Another
After I had my fANTastic ant encounter I returned to slumber and slept for what seemed an eternity. I think I reached the borders of the aboriginee dreamtime, but then had to return.
I was hungry and thirsty, so I thought I’d return to Latham to re-energise.
I had a bit of an out of body experience as I returned to the town, and felt like I was almost still in dreamtime.
The sign was the right way round this time, clearly spelling out: LATHAM.
As I was walking through town I saw some people playing football and then the ball went astray; landing at the feet of what looked like another grey werewolf.
The werewolf kicked it back, and then got talking to the players, before going to a bar with them, just as I had sometime before.
Following the Eagles to the Hotel California
I was feeling perplexed, and thought I’d better find somewhere to stay to get myself back together.
I looked up into the hazy midday heat, and a couple of eagles seemed to be trying to lead me somewhere, as they waved their wings in a southerly direction.
So I followed them until they flew down and rested on a hotel called California. I thought it was a bit of a strange name for a hotel in Western Australia, but I suppose it wasn’t that extraordinary really.
In fact, it all reminded me of the ‘Hotel California’ song by the Eagles, and how they sang about not being able to leave the lovely place. It was quite a coincidence actually.
I went straight to bed.