Road Trip on Foot
Last night I had a dream that we (a large group of people, some I know, and some I don't think I know) were taking a road trip down the interstate on foot. We were on our way to some North Western state and we were going to take a route no one had ever taken before. I'm not sure why we were going there, but it seemed like an adventure. We were going to enter this "State" from the southern border. On our way we stopped at the most outrageous rest stop I have ever imagined: 6 floors, 2 glass elevators, McDonalds, 2 Chineese buffets, a WalMart, and of course restrooms...
This wasn't a gas station, it was a state funded rest stop. It took a while for everyone to use the bathroom, get something to eat, and then meet all back together at the entrance. Everyone wanted to ride the elevator for some reason. So the next thing I know we are close to the Southern border of the "State". There are about 25 of us and we are walking on a dirt road. Dyron was leading the group by about 200 yds. I was behind him about 10 feet. As I looked around, I noticed the unique terrain and soil tones. Some of the cliffs were snow white with back dirt on sprinkled on them and others between them were black cliffs with white dirt sprinkled on them. It was truly enchanting, I can't explain it. So we come to a low-water bridge and begin to cross when we see a school bus on the otherside slightly angled into the water with the doors open. I told Dyron something was suspicous. Then an old creepy lady waded out into the creek and began sinking several helments she had in her arms, like she was trying to hide the fact that a bunch of little kids just drowned. By that time the rest of the group had caught up and as we all crossed the low-water bridge, babies started floating up to the surface of the water in a calm, soothing manner. They were all smiling and wide eyed. They just lay in the water as we passed by. That was the last thing I remember.
