Tag: AeroCafe

Continued from our previous post entitled “Scouting Report II“.

I couldn’t breath. I sat there and tried to keep my eyes open. My heart slowed. I was about to die when a message came to me stating that my partner was waiting outside the structure where I work. I stumbled down the stairs and out onto the lawn collapsing. When the fresh oxygen saturated my lungs I started to stir.

“Lets go to our new place … for hope … that this is all worth while.”

“I feel like I want to let myself just die.”

“No, you have to fight, we are almost there. Our escape is in 3 days.”

“OK”

An essential part of surviving life is having a great partner. When the time comes they become our best friend and you can tell them everything. Use their shoulder. And they are there for you.  And they keep you going. She saved me. Kept me focused and prompted me to keep striving when I just wanted to give up and die.

We found Aero Cafe just as we left it the last time. Abandon under a grove of trees. I tried the door and it swung open wide.  We walked in for the first time. Maybe we should be there. Maybe. But we tried it out … to see if we could claim it as ours.

We spent an hour in and around the structure. No one came. It seems … it could be ours. We left to go back home to pack. It was time. Time we take over this place we found across the valley. We would be there soon. I just had to keep fighting.

Continued from our previous post entitled “Discovering a new place“. We are on a scouting trip to our new land. It is not easy to get to paradise. First you must overcome some difficulties.

This visit we must ford numerous natural waterways and traverse deep caverns. But this part is fun. No … the real difficult part is to break free from the evil Fukar. The evil leader of the land in which we live now. In our recent attempt to scout Fukar has “conveniently overlooked” the bandits with weapons patrolling the grounds. And now new taxes are being put into place to keep us from planning any escape.

But we did it. We avoided the dragon poop mines in the compound and made the move while the bandits were sleeping off a drunken night of pillaging. Yes, we are taxed but saved enough to pay the crossing troll at the edge of the compound. And now we are gleefully hopping water and natural elements. Happiness is on the horizon.

Up next – A Way In

My partner and I have been scouring through the hill sides looking for a place to live. Our living space, the compound, in Bozemania has become loud and obnoxious. We want to live on the ground in our own space instead of stacked. One day I climbed a tree and let some pigeons fly with notes attached to their legs. On the note described our plea.

Recently we received a signal from a landowner from just across the valley. It said to come visit her land and wanted to meet. We traveled to the far land to discover a paradise. A quiet land teaming with birds and the occasional black bear in an apple tree. Then we saw it. Our hobbit house.

We had stumbled upon a unique find. A old hanger shaped building that was once a cafe at a airport across the large valley. It’s name was Aero Cafe. but that was before the uprising. It was saved from destruction and moved across the valley to these wonderful lands. The cafe was turned into a living space and now a grove of trees has grown around it giving the appearance of a hobbit house. The visit ended well and as we stood there listening to the babbling brook we said yes, we want to live here.

Up next … Scouting Report II