They have no beer left already and they are waiting on more to arrive
Someone brings out a big bottle of spirites so I manage to get us a couple of drinks
I find us a juice-box to mix and we both get too much alcohol from the bottle poured into our drinks, leaving only a little room for mixing juice
Then I'm on a very futuristic small plane that seems more like a personal car, than a plane
It seems really easy to pilot/fly
The man gives me his business card and I see he is not only a pilot but gives lessons
I ask the man if he gives lessons, because I've anyways wanted to learn to fly a plane and when I do, the card magically and mysteriously changes to not include lessons
Typical. Always happens to me. If I decide I want to do something, it suddenly becomes impossible. As if something in this world wants to give the appearance of having offered me opportunities, I'm never really offered. Or at least that's the way it feels
We are taking off and landing around Darwin in this small car-sized plane, which seems like some sort of taxi, because now I've taken the plane, with the man flying it, to pick up my friends Dave, Niall and someone else
While we are flying Niall takes the control "tablet" out of the planes dashboard and starts aligning it with the "sky-eye" which is some sort of navigation focus point on the top of the plane, looking up, that focuses the stars right in close in clusters, using some type of new/unknown magnification
It's beautiful
I look through it, as if I'm the pilot, trying to find the alignment Niall is asking the pilot to fly us to
I see a bright focus point that looks like a star amongst the cluster
"A celestial event" I think to myself
It's beautiful
The focus on this thing doesn't just pull the stars in close together in the sky, it arranges them in beautiful concentrated patterns
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