Dream

 Second half of 1971 or a little later.

Sheridan and I (I think it's Sheridan but the second person is rather vague) are in a small, almost closet sized hut. (Built like the native, wood huts in Mexico.) (The "feeling" is that we just got there and are a little tired.) We're sort of putting down things and then a regular, blue-uniformed mailman arrives (it doesn't seem odd) and asks us for Patty? (Two names, said together. The second one may have been Cristeen but I think it started with a "P".) I recognized that as the two girls we first met in San Blas.

So I went to look for their hut. I then noticed there were many huts, in pretty bad condition, arranged haphazardly around in this clearing in the jungle, although none were in back of our hut. (After the first part of my dream Sheridan wasn't in it anymore.)  A little ways to the right (looking out the door) and on my left I found their huts. (I knew the number 91 and had a vague recollection of the mailman telling it to me.) There were two huts, one with the number 91 in bent sticks and the other one had a number but I couldn't see what it was.

They weren't there, so I went back and as soon as I got back the mailman asked me excitedly if they were there and I said no and Sheridan and I (I don't remember seeing Sheridan again, but it seems two people agreed.) said we'd keep the letters for them. I then went off to the left (facing out of the hut) to look for the girls. It was then sparser growth but I saw/sensed the jungle a long ways to the left of the large stream. I looked in the stream (it had eroded its sides about fifteen feet almost straight down, a little bank and then the stream about ten to fifteen feet across) ahead of me a little ways, in the ravine, on the bank were a pair of army green, fatigue type outfits. I automatically knew they belonged to the two girls and they were skinny dipping and I didn't want to bother them so I started back, but changed my mind and went back to the stream and started down a ledge from the top to the bottom of the cliff-like sides.

When I started down the ledge they (the girls were with about three guys I don't remember too well) looked at me but didn't recognize me until, halfway down, I called out Patty and her friend's names. Then they recognized me and we greeted each other and then I got in the water (I then noticed the men were dressed, but probably without shoes. After I figured the girls were skinny dipping I didn't notice how they were dressed or undressed) (I was barefoot) and started to take off my shirt and got it halfway off when it got hard and I don't remember whether I took it off or just let it stay on. (After this I don't remember how people were dressed.)

We then played in the water a bit (ducking each other, etc.) Then a guy ducked me and while I was under I pulled him under and he got mad so he held me under and then we all stopped and rested on the bank and then started walking down the stream, in the stream, to look around.

I remember walking down for a while and sometimes thinking the mud was too squishy. We went on a  ways and then the stream forked. (At this point I don't remember water) We went to the right where there was sort of a natural bridge covered with stalactites. We went on and found a place where the sides were like shelves, slightly slanted towards the stream. On the banks were hundreds of snakes, all black, some with heads spade-like and six inches across. They were all dead with their heads towards the stream and one of our party (I think it may have been Ted because I remember seeing him in this part of my dream.) said they must have died before we had the tidal wave. (They were slightly shriveled like dehydration.)

We walked on a ways 'til we saw a monkey still alive and not looking sick or hungry at all. (We were now in a building with the stream running through it and slanted shelf-like sides except the sides were wood now, not stone.) We coaxed the monkey to come to us and then gave it a shirt. (T-shirt, blue, turtle-neck, artificial fibers. I noticed two of the men had on this kind of shirt)

And then it went back to where it had been and touched some monkeys sitting perfectly still. (I think they were dead.) Then a little animal like this [sketch of lizard] jumped up and started running around. I was afraid it might be a Gila monster so I asked someone (Ted) and he said yes, so I yelled and so forth to not let it get the monkey, but it got to it and bit the monkey and the monkey didn't even feel it. I turned accusingly to Ted and told him he was wrong and I remembered a Gila monster is beaded red and orange and yellow and black and this one was beaded green and blue. Then we opened a window in the back and let the monkey outside.