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icelightning) wrote2006-02-25 12:24 pm
icelightning) wrote2006-02-25 12:24 pm
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Crazy Dream Time!
It's been a while since I've had one of these!
This one took place in a completely new location, so yay for that! It... This one was actually more or less conforming to reality and physics, so I don't have to explain anything about weird physics models. Right now I'm trying to remember as much as I can before I forget it, and my roommate is rather distracting.
It started off, maybe, with kids getting into buses on a large road in the mountains? Augh, I can't remember this entire thing. I can't remember, but I think they might have been split up and stuff, they were young. We got on the buses (I think I was one of the young kids?) and they started moving....
I can't remember a whole chunk of this because I woke up and fell back asleep before the next part. Somehow the buses end up in underground tunnels going at very high speeds (it feels more like a trolley now? But not a subway) and as we blow past things, there's various exhibits of the strangest stuff. Painted wax statues and the whole nine yards. It's supposed to be some sort of horror ride, I think, I remember something about that.
There's a lot of tossing and turning and on the second ride of it, I had to rush in and go for the only seat that was available (which somehow looked like my bed at school, go figure) and people were sitting along the edge of it. I had to rush/stumble into the seat because the ride started going fast and shakily so almost immdiately. So this makes it so I have to jump onto the thing and cling to the green fabric, laying down because otherwise I'd be blocking the view of two TV screens over my head. One was pointed towards the back of the bus, one was pointed to the other side, I think. The slants on the TVs were different, too. I think they were about 17 inches or bigger, maybe 22. Not flat panels. I just remember they were supposed to be important, I figure, as I kept on watching them. I can't remember what was on them, though. At this point I tried looking out the window again but everything was going by so fast that I got a headache from trying to pay attention.
Someone shouted for me to hurry on because the bus was about to leave, I just now remember that. Can't remember who. Argh.
The second ride took place in my second dream, so that was easier to remember. There was this one "evil-looking" part with stinky moldy sewers in darkness and it looked like some sort of TMNT set on steroids. It's actually the exit for the ride and the pipe extends out of the side of the mountain a little so that the ride can stop on a platform. The ride may or may not be a train now, but I can't remember.
Right next to this thing... was a really cool second store gift shop. Every been to one of those museum stores? It's sorta like that, the feel. Carpeted with brown-tan carpet and with a second story that you can get to by a nice square-shaped winding stairwell, the kind that has large platforms between sets of stairs. It has glass between the stairs and the railing which looks very nice. I remember this pretty well since it was near the front of the shop and you had to go up a ramp near it to get into the shop (from the tiled light red-brownish platform to the standard gray-tan-brown carpeted area). At some point, I had separated from my parents and my roommate. I separated with my parents earlier than with my roommate and I separated from her when I entered the gift shop.
There was possibly some scary stuff in the back, but a lot of it was books and knicknacks. I suppose the books were on things that were in the ride for further information about them? Now that I think about it, there were some chairs near the middle back, too. Not exactly sure why, but at one point I was sitting in them so I remember them. They were the standard covered seats that you see at some doctors' offices. And I realize now that I'm calling the middle-left edge the "back" of the shop, which is an oops. Oh well. The counter was to the right-middle of the shop.
So I went to go find something cool to buy, 'cause I needed a souvenir. I head to the middle-back (closer to the left side than the right side) to go looking through some semiprecious stones I suddenly saw. They had some fun stuff, like the semiprecious stone letter openers that look like swords, with the blade part being of a semiprecious stone. I think the handles were made of iron or something, but some swords had their handletip be made out of a dark blue stone. I wanted one of those with a green, somewhat transparent blade and was looking through them (which normally wouldn't be allowed, we're not supposed to touch those sorts of things in most shops) for a blade that had the place's name engraved on it with gold lettering. No, I can't remember the name of the place.
There was some other stuff in the shop, I think maybe a couple of masks and all the walls, especially the left one, were covered wih bookshelves (the left wall mostly had books and maybe a fireplace, I keep on trying to think one was there but I don't think they had it lit--the chairs were sort of near that. The other shelves were covered with various trinkets and masks and gift items. In various parts of the store were some displays, or whatever they're called. They were, you know, the type of low platform thing that had many see-through bins around a central display that was slightly higher than the others and showcased what was in each bin or a special expensive item? I have no idea what they were called, but they're not display cases or anything like that exactly because the slotted-bins (all made of one plastic unit for each side, not multiple bins) were open to the air. The platform was usually in the shape of a square with a square in the middle raised by a foot-and-a-half to showcase the main displays.
So I picked one out, might have bought it, and then had a phone call without my phone ringing. My phone was on one of the aforementioned chairs and somehow had mysteriously become Mom's single-piece-and-large-ass Nextel phone. Oh well, go figure. It was the parents asking where I was and I said the gift shop, they were about ready to exit the ride (er, although I have no clue how they could still have signal inside the mountain!) and would meet me there to go home. It turns out the ride slows down at some point and it's basically over and just taking you back to the entrance/exit. So that's why they could call.
This made me whine a little 'cause I didn't want to leave yet. They asked if Carrie (my roommate) was with me and I said no, but we could probably find her fast. The open-to-the-sky platform might have opened up to other shops or stuff that she was in, now that I remember it was very long.... She didn't have a cell phone in the dream, maybe reflecting on the short amount of time between when she had no cell phone after her first one died and she had to get another one (she had gotten a new one over last summer in real life and it was summer in the dream, go figure, but it wasn't hot or anything, just really nice). There's no door between the platform and the shop, it just slowly transitions to having a flat roof overhead (the ceiling looked flat from the inside) but I think the roof was carved out of the mountainside. I believe the stairwell might have only been half-under the roof but I can't really remember.
I haven't described the upper level yet, have I? There wasn't much to it, it's just like a carpeted catwalk around the perimeter of the store with a few of the nice bookcases with black backs and shelves although the edge of the shelves had a dark brown wood (I suppose the wood was lined by some sort of black material) and between the bookcases was that same wonderful dark wood. There was some woodworking at the top of each bookcase, perhaps, and they were fairly short ones so that all the adults could look at them.
Eventually the parents arrive and drag me out of the shop long before I had the chance to look at more than one or two things. My parents know better than that in real life, luckily. Regardless, as I was walking out, I notice that to my left (which was once my write as I walk in) a bit past the stairwell and carved into the mountain is another room. This one has brown-tan walls and other neutral colors, with little displays that hold various painted ceramic objects. Each paint job was only one color and was made in such a way to allow some unpainted lines of the ceramic fabric.
The artist making them (uh, looked like a geekish guy with a bit of a bear belly? Not that I have anything against them, I'm not sure how else to explain what I saw) was there painting another of the ceramic figures. I remember one was a pair of praying hands and there might have been a sun with a face, but there were also some small pots and containers painted for sure. The still-wet ones looked crappily made (only because it was wet, they look so much better when dry) but some of the dried ones seemed somewhat nice. I didn't have time to look because my family would leave me if I didn't, so I just looked inside, said they were nice, and was dragged off. Somehow Carrie had returned to our group and we all headed off.
Don't remember what happened next because then I woke up. Regardless, I consider this to be one of my more "normal" weird dreams. Although it would've been fun if there had been some anime characters in it... I think the dream before that (when my roommate woke me up the first time?) had something to do with Naruto because it made me feel very cuddly towards him when I woke up, so maybe I was cuddling with him or something. Augh, me and my love for kids.
So yeah, that's the story. Strange, huh?
This one took place in a completely new location, so yay for that! It... This one was actually more or less conforming to reality and physics, so I don't have to explain anything about weird physics models. Right now I'm trying to remember as much as I can before I forget it, and my roommate is rather distracting.
It started off, maybe, with kids getting into buses on a large road in the mountains? Augh, I can't remember this entire thing. I can't remember, but I think they might have been split up and stuff, they were young. We got on the buses (I think I was one of the young kids?) and they started moving....
I can't remember a whole chunk of this because I woke up and fell back asleep before the next part. Somehow the buses end up in underground tunnels going at very high speeds (it feels more like a trolley now? But not a subway) and as we blow past things, there's various exhibits of the strangest stuff. Painted wax statues and the whole nine yards. It's supposed to be some sort of horror ride, I think, I remember something about that.
There's a lot of tossing and turning and on the second ride of it, I had to rush in and go for the only seat that was available (which somehow looked like my bed at school, go figure) and people were sitting along the edge of it. I had to rush/stumble into the seat because the ride started going fast and shakily so almost immdiately. So this makes it so I have to jump onto the thing and cling to the green fabric, laying down because otherwise I'd be blocking the view of two TV screens over my head. One was pointed towards the back of the bus, one was pointed to the other side, I think. The slants on the TVs were different, too. I think they were about 17 inches or bigger, maybe 22. Not flat panels. I just remember they were supposed to be important, I figure, as I kept on watching them. I can't remember what was on them, though. At this point I tried looking out the window again but everything was going by so fast that I got a headache from trying to pay attention.
Someone shouted for me to hurry on because the bus was about to leave, I just now remember that. Can't remember who. Argh.
The second ride took place in my second dream, so that was easier to remember. There was this one "evil-looking" part with stinky moldy sewers in darkness and it looked like some sort of TMNT set on steroids. It's actually the exit for the ride and the pipe extends out of the side of the mountain a little so that the ride can stop on a platform. The ride may or may not be a train now, but I can't remember.
Right next to this thing... was a really cool second store gift shop. Every been to one of those museum stores? It's sorta like that, the feel. Carpeted with brown-tan carpet and with a second story that you can get to by a nice square-shaped winding stairwell, the kind that has large platforms between sets of stairs. It has glass between the stairs and the railing which looks very nice. I remember this pretty well since it was near the front of the shop and you had to go up a ramp near it to get into the shop (from the tiled light red-brownish platform to the standard gray-tan-brown carpeted area). At some point, I had separated from my parents and my roommate. I separated with my parents earlier than with my roommate and I separated from her when I entered the gift shop.
There was possibly some scary stuff in the back, but a lot of it was books and knicknacks. I suppose the books were on things that were in the ride for further information about them? Now that I think about it, there were some chairs near the middle back, too. Not exactly sure why, but at one point I was sitting in them so I remember them. They were the standard covered seats that you see at some doctors' offices. And I realize now that I'm calling the middle-left edge the "back" of the shop, which is an oops. Oh well. The counter was to the right-middle of the shop.
So I went to go find something cool to buy, 'cause I needed a souvenir. I head to the middle-back (closer to the left side than the right side) to go looking through some semiprecious stones I suddenly saw. They had some fun stuff, like the semiprecious stone letter openers that look like swords, with the blade part being of a semiprecious stone. I think the handles were made of iron or something, but some swords had their handletip be made out of a dark blue stone. I wanted one of those with a green, somewhat transparent blade and was looking through them (which normally wouldn't be allowed, we're not supposed to touch those sorts of things in most shops) for a blade that had the place's name engraved on it with gold lettering. No, I can't remember the name of the place.
There was some other stuff in the shop, I think maybe a couple of masks and all the walls, especially the left one, were covered wih bookshelves (the left wall mostly had books and maybe a fireplace, I keep on trying to think one was there but I don't think they had it lit--the chairs were sort of near that. The other shelves were covered with various trinkets and masks and gift items. In various parts of the store were some displays, or whatever they're called. They were, you know, the type of low platform thing that had many see-through bins around a central display that was slightly higher than the others and showcased what was in each bin or a special expensive item? I have no idea what they were called, but they're not display cases or anything like that exactly because the slotted-bins (all made of one plastic unit for each side, not multiple bins) were open to the air. The platform was usually in the shape of a square with a square in the middle raised by a foot-and-a-half to showcase the main displays.
So I picked one out, might have bought it, and then had a phone call without my phone ringing. My phone was on one of the aforementioned chairs and somehow had mysteriously become Mom's single-piece-and-large-ass Nextel phone. Oh well, go figure. It was the parents asking where I was and I said the gift shop, they were about ready to exit the ride (er, although I have no clue how they could still have signal inside the mountain!) and would meet me there to go home. It turns out the ride slows down at some point and it's basically over and just taking you back to the entrance/exit. So that's why they could call.
This made me whine a little 'cause I didn't want to leave yet. They asked if Carrie (my roommate) was with me and I said no, but we could probably find her fast. The open-to-the-sky platform might have opened up to other shops or stuff that she was in, now that I remember it was very long.... She didn't have a cell phone in the dream, maybe reflecting on the short amount of time between when she had no cell phone after her first one died and she had to get another one (she had gotten a new one over last summer in real life and it was summer in the dream, go figure, but it wasn't hot or anything, just really nice). There's no door between the platform and the shop, it just slowly transitions to having a flat roof overhead (the ceiling looked flat from the inside) but I think the roof was carved out of the mountainside. I believe the stairwell might have only been half-under the roof but I can't really remember.
I haven't described the upper level yet, have I? There wasn't much to it, it's just like a carpeted catwalk around the perimeter of the store with a few of the nice bookcases with black backs and shelves although the edge of the shelves had a dark brown wood (I suppose the wood was lined by some sort of black material) and between the bookcases was that same wonderful dark wood. There was some woodworking at the top of each bookcase, perhaps, and they were fairly short ones so that all the adults could look at them.
Eventually the parents arrive and drag me out of the shop long before I had the chance to look at more than one or two things. My parents know better than that in real life, luckily. Regardless, as I was walking out, I notice that to my left (which was once my write as I walk in) a bit past the stairwell and carved into the mountain is another room. This one has brown-tan walls and other neutral colors, with little displays that hold various painted ceramic objects. Each paint job was only one color and was made in such a way to allow some unpainted lines of the ceramic fabric.
The artist making them (uh, looked like a geekish guy with a bit of a bear belly? Not that I have anything against them, I'm not sure how else to explain what I saw) was there painting another of the ceramic figures. I remember one was a pair of praying hands and there might have been a sun with a face, but there were also some small pots and containers painted for sure. The still-wet ones looked crappily made (only because it was wet, they look so much better when dry) but some of the dried ones seemed somewhat nice. I didn't have time to look because my family would leave me if I didn't, so I just looked inside, said they were nice, and was dragged off. Somehow Carrie had returned to our group and we all headed off.
Don't remember what happened next because then I woke up. Regardless, I consider this to be one of my more "normal" weird dreams. Although it would've been fun if there had been some anime characters in it... I think the dream before that (when my roommate woke me up the first time?) had something to do with Naruto because it made me feel very cuddly towards him when I woke up, so maybe I was cuddling with him or something. Augh, me and my love for kids.
So yeah, that's the story. Strange, huh?