And in succession to yesterday's dream, I was woken up by a pleasurable dream.
I dreamed that the four of us had agreed to meet up at the event venue instead,
and I was guiding my Caucasian acquaintance, who was on the wheel. We had our
identification cards ready when we stopped at a booth that resembled the toll
booth, but the lady mentioned that we needn't to register ourselves and we
could head straight in, using the special road access.
Searching for an available parking space took quite some time and by the time
we arrived at the venue, there were lots of people who had turned up earlier,
which made looking for our fellow friends difficult. While he disappeared
inside, I hovered over to the cafe to satiate the growling tummy and was joined
by two strangers who shared the table with me.
It took me quite some time to search for him, too. He was in the middle of a happy conversation when I waved him off, told him that the event was starting soon. The other two friends arrived shortly after, complained that the outside resembled a tornado, with the amount of cars parked here and there, legally and illegally.
I could barely concentrate on what the emcee spoke, as my mind had drifted away
due to terrible boredom at his words, and sneaked out to clear the brain.