Bridger's Oneironautic Expeditions

I'm driving a car following my dad who is in another car. We are driving down a street and he's about a quarter mile further up the road. I see him do a weird turn and he heads off to the right. Once I make it to where he turned, I see that it's a railroad crossing. The first crossing is fine but there's a second one with lights flashing for an incoming train and a busy road right on the other side of it. I have to wait for traffic to clear before pulling out and through the crossing. I feel like I'm playing Frogger as I pass over the oncoming traffic from the left, but have to wait in the middle of the road for traffic from the right to clear. After crossing, I end up in a tight parking lot for some kind of popup carnival.

I'm in my car with someone else driving it. I'm somewhat worried about the noise my car is making as it's moving as it sounds like the suspension is creaking. We are headed downtown to go to some kind of bar, but there is a lot of traffic. We squeeze through the tight street and weaving through the pedestrians crossing before finally getting to our destination and parking in a parking garage. We enter the building and make our way downstairs. There are checkpoints along the way that we're supposed to stop at and have barriers blocking the way, but we just hurdle them and keep going. Once we're downstairs, It feels more like a Biolife donation center than anything else. We are all waiting for a seat to be available, when people start bringing around drinks. Apparently, it's a sample of wine and it's brought out in a large chilled mug but very thick, so that the diameter of the actual volume to hold the wine is only an inch or so wide. It tastes really good though and I feel like having more. We leave the building soon after this, taking the same route back out. Later, I'm outside my house in the rain when I see a dog limping. It's soaked from the rain and looking for shelter. I run back home telling it to follow me so that I can grab a towel. I run to the garage to find an old towel and run back to find the dog sitting patiently at the front door. I let it in and start drying it off.