The dream starts out with me being in driven in a shuttle bus to my friend's house, which for some reason was in the middle of a Centeral American jungle.
The perfect transport for highly populated jungles!
Eventually I go inside my friend's house and meet his brother, only in real life his brother is around 11, and in the dream he was around 30 and possibly Latino. My friend's non existent older Latino brother who,was clad in full John Hammond regalia and a fez, walked me into the living room where I saw the worst idea for a theme park in history, Camel Park.
Camel Park is a huge expanse of deserts filled by tourists, wooden shacks and stables, and a bunch of camels walking around which is accessible from where the fourth wall in my friend's living room should be. Thie reason this is so bizzare is because, one the house was in a jungle, and two both in real life and the dream my friend lives on a cliff. So this man who already made the dubious claim of being my friend's brother, made the even more dubious claim that he owned camel park.
Greatest theme park on earth.
Eventually we reached a huge wooden stadium seating in which people could watch the camels mill around. The man claiming to be my friend's brother wanted to go higher but then a annoying child yelled that we couldn't sit there because it was band seating. Seeing as how this man claimed he owned the park you would think he could go wherever he damn wants.
So that's my weird dream, if you want to share, post post them in the comments and I might even post it on my blog. Just kidding I have no readers other than spambots and the investment bankers and we all know they don't dream!
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