Dreams are surreal usually. This one was as oddly comforting as it was weird. It's one of the few I've had when the details remained vivid after awakening.
I was flying to Alabama from North Carolina for work and had to change planes in Atlanta. This is routine for me, but this time it was a dream and things were a little different. The terminal was more or less normal, but for some reason there were open windows everywhere and it was hot in there. There were people walking by outside the open windows looking forlorn and strange. Reedplayernc walked by, shrugged his shoulders, and kept on walking.
A woman walked over to the waiting area from a fast-food place and told all the passengers for my flight that there was no longer any flight and to head to the tunnel between the burger place and the souvenir store for instructions. Her choice of words seemed strange, plus it was strange that a concession employee had to make the announcement.
So, we all head into the mystery tunnel that went down and down. It got narrower as it went on and the walls became dark and rocky looking. I remember a pleasant trance/techno playing and beautiful lights were all around. I think this was a flashback I had of the Light Tunnel in the Detroit airport. After awhile the tunnel was barely the width of my body, but soon it ended in a seedy looking darkened room with a sign on the wall that said, "Eastern Airlines Executive Lounge." Eastern became Continental years ago. Weird.
There were very elderly-looking unshaven pilots in worn uniforms sitting around chatting at card tables and sipping on blue drinks that I assumed contained Hpnotiq. They said they were doing emergency ticketing. They had blank books of tickets and marking pens. One asked me where I was going. I said, "where can I go on Eastern?" He said, "anywhere Eastern goes, so let's get this done. Where do you want to go?"
The elderly pilot started slapping the ticket book loudly on the table. I said, "but I was on Delta." He said, "this ain't no fucking Delta. Where do you want to go?" I timidly said, "Paris?." Without hesitation he said, "Charles de Gaulle or Orly?" I said, "de Gaulle." I remember thinking that this would be tough to explain to my company, but I had been with them a long time and that I would think of something.
He took the black marker and wrote in block letters all over the place on the blank ticket, "white male Paris/de Gaulle" and told me to go through the little door across the room. Weird, huh? There was no mention of paying a fare. I said to the pilot, "can I change it to Warsaw?" He said, "no, you should have told me sooner."
So, I went through the door and up some narrow dingy stairs and emerged on the top floor of a parking deck. I thought, "ah ha! I knew it was a trick" but at that moment I spotted a large hand lettered paper sign on the wall that said "Paris flights."
I looked over the edge of the parking deck, and sure enough, there was an old silver and blue Eastern jet out there at the edge of the long-term parking. There were still quite a few cars parked all around, but a flight attendant was assuring everybody that they would move when the engines were started. She said that Eastern was trying to make a comeback and that Continental wasn't too happy about it, so that's why they couldn't use the regular facilities. She said that we would have a normal flight to Paris except that she hadn't seen the plane being fueled that day.
At that point things got foggy. I woke up and was still in my own bed at home.
What a nice trip! :up:
Fuenteovejuna did it 
Lucky to have woken up early, wouldn't have to be on a flight that runs out of fuel mid-air.
Originally posted by selurus:
I tell ya! lol. At least I didn't wake up screaming. That's happened sometimes. :yikes: Hey Selurus! :hat:
hum…and you didn't see Inception yet?
I'll have to find someone to go with me to the cinema then. It'll be hard. None of my friends speak English. j/k 😆 Close, but not quite true.
Originally posted by operainchicago:
I'll probably wait on the DVD.
:no:
how about Reed Player?
ive had some weirder dreams mostly scary and involve me dying or suffering, i wake up sweaty n outta breath
Originally posted by operainchicago:
He's even more ho-hum about movie theaters than I am, but I might see if he'll go.Originally posted by Travis1988:
That happens sometimes when I sneak into someone's room while they are sleeping. 😀
lol XD
trust me you must see Inception on the big screen. Neither of you will regret it :yes:
That's what I meant with "not too familiar with your language".Cereal is quite different than serial, oeps… :awww: :no: Now I understand 😆 Sorry..:)
Originally posted by JanndeSmit:
I've only had that happen once that I remember.Sometimes there are the dreams where personal flying is involved, that is, flying on one's own without flying equipment. Sometimes they are fun, but once I hit some high-tension power lines.One involved a special bicycle, that when put into a certain gear, would fly for awhile. It reminded me of the movie, "ET. The Extraterrestrial."Many dreams involve post-urban decay with darkness, rain, dirt, people sitting around fires in cities, etc. I think it's foreshadowing of my vision of the USA in a few decades, could be sooner! :yikes:
So you did post that dream like you told me you would.I'm glad I logged in and read it. You write very good, I can see it right in front of my eyes and I'm not too familiar with your language. Its a comforting dream as you said, kind of magic-realistic but not too scary.If I have a dream like this I always try to continue it the following night. But it never happened, I re-dream it and then another story crawls into my dreaming mind. But that's o.k. too.:zzz: :insane: :zzz: ps. "is a cereal killer", not me If I make one false move I hope? 😆
Originally posted by JanndeSmit:
I have a bumpersticker with that on it that I haven't yet applied. I wonder if anybody will notice the slight pun, or will I just get arrested. 😆 In a similar vein as "cereal killer', There's a tarot card reader in town who has a professionally painted sign in her yard that includes the words "spiritual counciling." Poor thing!
Originally posted by JanndeSmit:
I was just having fun with a language pitfall, not trying to be mean. You know we love ya! 🙂 Brian said the other day that you would be perfect for a trip to the Burning Man festival we attend in Nevada sometimes. It takes a certain temperament and coolness factor to enjoy that thing. You'd have a blast.
Originally posted by slackwrdave:
I know :cheers: ps Next time in this dream, check in to Amsterdam, it's nearby for me, I will pick you up there. 😆
Originally posted by JanndeSmit:
I hope I can book that flight soon! I don't know why I said "Warsaw" in the dream: I had been looking at some pics of a cute Pole the day before. 😀 Speaking of Poland, here is a webcamera in Opole. I have been watching this plaza for a decade. I know everything they do. I like this plaza. The camera gets moved sometimes so you can see the pretty buildings.http://www.opole.pl/kamera