I dreamt mostly about transportation.
- negotiating around people and parked cars in a gated, market street, lined with butcher shops and vegetable stands in a bright red sports car.
- parking my van and going to see a private screening of a movie with classmates? in Windsor Castle
- purchasing a fire truck and then crusing around town in it. I had no problem with the manual transmission and I could turn some bolts at the front of the cab and make the whole cab tilt. The nose of the truck ended up inclined somewhat, and I couldn't seem to make it sit level again. Then the position of the steering wheel started to get uncomfortable, and I began to wonder where I ever got the money to pay for this thing, but it was 'my' fire truck and that made it cool.