Camping before it Starts to Rain

1. Teaching the Daughter

Street of my parents.
At night, going to the beginning of the street and I am teaching Brod, daughter of P&R, what smells (?) are. Here something something not cross the street.
The last end of the street goes uphill a bit and we don't go all the way up and in fact I'm fearing that some of us want to go and cross the street, but then we go back, return, and I'm glad.
We are all here on our bicycles, N, D, and me.
On our left, where the garage workshop is, bigger place than usual (but normal for the dream) Brod stays there.
We need to be careful.
Then something underground, someone. Playing badminton, comic books.
Crowd of school children, and taking them home.

2. Camping on my Own

Camping, me on my own, I go away, it is night, I try to beat the right, and I find a place, but I avoid all the other people around, and I find a good spot to put my tent. This is a long way and in the middle of the night, and maybe I walk with my cycle, and the streets are straight, like a chessboard patter, and trees here and there. And I spot the place where I can stay from afar, and in the front garden I see a lot of people, youngsters, and they are still awake, but I don't want them to know I'm here. In the middle of that terrain, because it looks like a private property, but especially for camping, is a house, rather big, and I suspect communal accommodation is there, but there is not lights. I sneak on the pavement, which is still not on the property, and see to it that no-one sees me. I go to the back, which is actually the front. I find my way up and look for a good place to sleep. It will rain anyway. I choose and I choose, but I settle for a place close to the house itself, actually on the path that leads to the front door, so on stone and not grass. I take out my stuff for making my tent, and am rather careless with the thing that must go underneath, and the top as well, I use it all as cover like sheets, and I go to sleep. And in the morning we will see.

3. Seeing a Show

D&S. Aunt M is also going. They go to a show by Erel, D wants to see it badly. I stay behind.

4. Cleaning Plates

To be mathematics or understand maths. At the till, place looks like the Alma, student restaurant, but at the same time it is the living room of our parents, and all of this is public place. And people are in the living room, maybe my brothers, only two or three people. In the corner I see two wooden boards, dark wood, an double, like two trays on top of each other and the top one is smaller so you can easily shove food underneath, and they are both filthy I see, and I realize I use them all the time to place food on them, although the old food still clings on it and it should be washed and cleansed. And this time I still use one of those, but I say to myself that I will cleanse both of them, because it is just unhygienic to eat like that. Other people might not use this or don't mind, I have never mind.
I'm taking the newspaper, this is De Standaard, and starts to read.
A girl comes up and asks me something. She is confused about the prices of two road maps, so I take a look and I am confused too, because the prices can't be right. One is 88 something, and the other is 26 something. So I make the effort to look up if this is correct.