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Late for a State Dinner


Dreamer: Laufmannua


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Date:
February 01, 2010 - 05:00
Dream type:
Normal

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We were pulling up to this house way out in the country. We had just gotten a call from some friends that they were on their way to our house and needed some directions. We said we were on our way home and would probably be there before they were.

We went into the house and there was a young man inside, probably not quite 20. There were several aquariums around with frogs, toads and other small animals inside them. I kept looking to see if there were any snakes around (cause I’m afraid of them) but I didn’t see any.

The man was talking about his animals and I finally cut in to say that we had to go because some friends were waiting on us. We headed out to our cars, which were huge trucks now.

One of the trucks was driven by my dad, and I was about to get in, but the seat was way to high to climb into. He said to take the other truck since we were in a hurry.

I climbed into the other truck which was being driven by Rainn Wilson. We started to have a brief discussion about religion and then I saw all these pink flowers come showering down.

I looked around and we had now reached a fancy hotel that had these machines hooked up to trees to create this flower show at a certain time each night.

We then went inside the hotel and I was hurrying to catch up with my dad. We seemed to be in a long receiving line and just as my dad passed, Tony Blair stepped up and buttoned his coat to begin greeting people.

I passed him without realizing quite who it was and was then worried that I might have offended him. As I walked down the line, there were all sorts of foods and goodies from different countries for the guests.

I think it was an event to help Haiti, so I felt bad indulging in a lot of the nice food. I was also in the middle of putting on a nice shirt and tuxedo, but I realized I didn’t have my tie and I was a little embarrassed.

Then I woke up.




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