Wednesday, August 3, 2011

What Happens in Dream Vegas...

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I was headed to Vegas.  I have only dreamt of being in Vegas one other time and like that time, there was a weird assortment of freeways to get into the city.  So, we drive into the city and in the next instant, I am in a bar with my Sister-in-Law, Elyse, and my friend, Sarah.  I know that we are here with more people, they are just not at the bar with us.  We are all apparently dressed to the nines as well.  I am wearing a black skirt that comes down to my calves, a white corset tank top like thing with black lace and black stiletto heals.  Covering all of this up, I am wearing a long black coat.

Elyse is ordering 3 fingers of Hennessy when apparently, normally the drink comes with the amount of 5 fingers.  However, she is requesting 3 and saying that she will even pay the same amount, because last time she ordered 5 she got in trouble for not drinking it fast enough.  While she is ordering her drink I must think it is getting warm in the room, so I take off my coat.  There is a man who comes up to me once I have revealed my outfit and asks me what I am doing between 2-5am.  I, not so subtly, show him my wedding ring and let him know that I am busy.  So, Elyse finally gets her drink and then we are off to find our room, which we seem to have no clue of where it is.  

In the next instant, Sarah and I are in an elevator, which has a divider in the middle so that we cannot see the other two people in the elevator with us, but we can hear them.  We start to hear something like a fountain and are really confused by it, so we open the divider to investigate.  We find out that one of the other two people is a drunken old man and that he is peeing in a little trash can like thing in the corner, however, it is getting everywhere.  We finally come to the stop and he clambers out of the lift still peeing.  Sarah, the other older lady that was with us, and I all start telling him that he shouldn't be doing that and that he is disgusting.  He gets angry at us and starts peeing at us.  As this is a dream, his ability to pee is like a hose and he sprays us all with his urine.  We are not soaked, but we have not come out unscathed.  One of us had managed to call security while this was happening with a call button on the elevator and they come and take the man away.  To compensate us, they decide that they will give us $60,000 each.  So we go on our way with our money.  

Sarah and I still don't know where our room is, so we continue to hunt it down.  We are meandering the middle of the hotel and it is set up like a mall, similar to the canal shops in the Venetian.  We go into a shop where we see someone we know working and tell him all about what happened and find out what our room number is from him.  It is 2664, incidentally.  So, with this knowledge we set out again.  

We are next on a escalator going up to the next floor and we find another person we know.  We chat and catch up with him while going up the escalator.  As is always the case when I am on an escalator in my dreams, it starts to tip up and there is a small part where we have to hold on really tightly to make it to the top or else we would fall off.  

I get lost from Sarah at this point and find myself wandering through a men's clothing store, where I somehow realize that I am on the correct floor for our room.  I am walking across the casino area that is between me and the corridors for the rooms and I overhear this group of guys talking about a fun little poker get together they are planning for when they are off work.  Since I have had a horrible day, I think that sounds like so much fun.  So, I ask the guy closest to me about it and he tells me the details, and asks why I am interested.  I tell him about my horrible time since arriving and he says that as long as I get cleaned up, I am welcome to come.  Oddly, he looked like the actor who played Mike Newton in the Twilight movies, only cuter.  

That was the end of my dream.  I cannot believe that I had a dream where someone peed on me.  I would rather stick to my dreams of having to pee and not finding a place.  I am kind of surprised that I was able to retain all of these details about my dream, but it was so crazy I must have really felt it was worth remembering.

Question:
Have you ever had dreams about Vegas or dreams where someone peed on you (I hope not, it's not a fun thing to dream about)?

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