My parents and my grandparents were driving me somewhere, we were in my grampa's Cadillac, somewhere we were going to stay the night...
But I needed something to read, so we stopped at our house to pick me up some computer magazines. It was dark outside, but it was daytime. I got the 'zines together, and decided to get into some more comfortable pants. I was really tired, so it took well over a half hour to put them on (I actually experienced what seemed to me like a whole half hour in the dream). Then I went to the bathroom, and pissed for 4 minutes straight. The road to our destination was lined with apple orchard after apple orchard. I couldn't quite tell if it was winter, or summer, or fall. It seemed like some sort of dead zone, like a cross between winter and fall. It was quite depressing.