My main dream area but very futuristic The road south was gone and the beach much wider.
Beach type 4x4's travelled to the main public transport hub but where the burn should be is instead a pool people swim in.
Was warm and sunny
at the start of the dream but night later on.
The transport hubs were amazing.
I'd taken part in some war memorial thing.
Huge white statues small silver enamelled badges... I should have
written this earlier as I don't recall well now.
It was like a
commemorative badge that we wore.
I'd also been involved with some research on the isle of Skye.
Back at one of the transport hubs are floating black tubes in the sky that
looked almost snake like.
They were made of
what looked like segmented metal a little like black duct work but much more
interesting.
They were large enough to hold small tube like trains but others were conveyors
and for people on foot.
It was a very busy beach hub, people arriving with bikes and food.
I was observing 2 young females one was to get her boyfriend to take the other
out on a date.
Her friend had
wanted to go out and so one female had offered her partner as her escort they
were walking dark streets to meet him.
After they all met the female going home heads to the bus station for a night
bus and this bus depot is vast.
I/we were after the number 9... I'm not sure who I was I only seemed to have a
form now and then.
Bus numbers were up to 250 and the busses were single, double and bendy busses
futuristic rather than modern.
Work was also going on with cabled under the bus station and men working down
manholes were to be avoided by the crowds.
We had met up with a bus driver and he was calling the driver on a radio to
stop and pick the 3 of us up at the exist as we were not going to make it to
the stop/stand in time.
This kind of crazy busy bus hub is very familiar.
Last dream I was doing a ridge way run with 1 shoe off and the other
on.
Guess this is soul balance stuff.
A grey ermine moth too I was about the same size as it, looked amazingly
beautiful.
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