I was in a park with my parents. We were holding these hand held helicopter blades. They looked like hairdryers but with a blade about a foot in diameter surrounded by a pretty big fan shroud. They did the same thing as a jet pack would, personal propulsion. We were using ours to fly around the park. There were other people watching us and asking questions.
There was a kiosk in the park (kinda like a newspaper stand) where my dad kept some of his collection of toy planes. He found out that someone had been taking pictures of them and posting them online. He took their business card from the kiosk owner so he could contact them and complain.
My helicopter jet pack somehow got all soapy and wouldn't work anymore. I was trying to shake the soap out of it.
We were under a tree that had tarantulas and weird organic growths hanging from it. I freaked out and made dad take them off the tree. There was one growth very deep within a branch, it had to be dug out.
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