Appeared in a stadium like setting which was drizzling, with a built-in swimming pool into the cement steps / seating, which was wide enough just for 2 average adults to swim abreast; there was a guy who swam blazingly fast, though obese, but when he came out from the water after a length’s swim, the eyes carried an aura that the technique was somewhat for competitive purpose; fastforward to walking through different groups of amateur soccer teams that the setting resembled an England soccer stadium. The teams were swaying side to side on the cemented floor, holding shoulder to shoulder, somewhat like to the rhytm of some music.



I had moved to a different group in blue, and stayed with them but later moved down the steps and the guy whom I spoke to, said he called me but I can’t hear;



Switched to an army cookhouse which allowed us to self pack for takeaway meals.