The journey of JussiKala

So another ski trip dream. Dunno why I'm having these. Anywho.

This dream was very very vivid. I see no real reason for that..... though I did shut down my noisy PC (which is in my bedroom) for the first time in months while I sleep. Instead of a constant buzzing noise in the background, I had silence. Might have something to do with it, but I dun really know.

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So I was with some friends skiing on some random mountaintop. In this area, there were 3 different slopes that appeared. Two were major slopes and one was this traverse route. The dream began with me going through the traverse route. I was hungry at this point. So I see this hot dog stand, and I see my friend there, also eating. I ordered one too. Soon I realize I have no money. "That's allright" - the stand keeper says, "If you do these dishes for me, you won't have to pay", so I spend about 15 minutes there doing the dishes. It's a small stand with this small dedicated room for this kind of stuff. So then I continue on my way, meet up a couple of my friends there. They are following a guide that shows them around the place. The guide has a golden retriever dog running around following him as he skis down the hills.

So we arrive at the end of the traverse and there is this steep thin route downwards, the end of which is not visible. I go through it, but at the end, there is this snow bank I hadn't seen, I cannot stop my movement in time, I hit the snowbank and fly 10m in the air and land in the snow, and my skis are now broken. With the help of some of the other people, I get myself out of the snow with minor trouble and an aching back.

So we went the same route again a little later and I managed to go through without having a similar accident. We finally arrived at this point where the ski slope that had a ski lift go under it, and you had to jump over this canyon and over the ski lift there. We all managed that, we went downwards to the end of the slope, and boarded the ski lift. While in the lift, we saw other skiers cross the canyon too.

At the end of the ski lift, we arrived at this huuge structure. Apparently it was some sort of transportation system through the general area. I got stuck on the security check area because of ---blank spot on memory---- but I finally managed through. I was in a hurry to manage to the transportation (method was unclear) in time.

End dream.

So it was the last day of the holiday I was on. Since there was nothing more to do at this point, and there was a ski center nearby, I thought, why not? It'd be ton of fun.

On the top of the mountain, or whatever it could be called, I had a quick overlook at the whole area. There was a main slope, a slope to the secondary ski center here, and numerous smaller slopes. At the bottom of the mainslope, there was this big building, which had a couple of restaurants and such, so I knew I was going to there later to eat and such. I thought I'd do best going to the secondary ski center first. And I took the looong nearly flat and very wide slope going there.

On the trip to the place where they sold tickets at, I noticed I had left my ski poles on the top of the mountain/whatever. So I had to rent some. The poles were both white. Afterwards I went and purchased the tickets. The lady there unfortunately didn't speak english for some reason, but I managed to mess around enough to figure out how to purchase tickets to the specific area I wanted to ski on. It was now 14:53. I'd better hurry.

I took the first lift up. On the trip I noticed my poles had changed color to pink. Unfortunately I did not reason myself further.

On the second lift, I noticed my poles were now yellow. I thought, what the heck, I'll do a nose pinch RC, and it worked. That instant, I came lucid. What happened in nearly all of my lucids started happening again. The dream was quickly fading away. But I managed to pull it back up with mental effort. I was now there, in the ski lift, looking around. I was in awe of the beatiful scenery around me, snowy mountains, large trees, etc. From the back of the hill, a blimp appeared, a big one. It slowly flew over the lift I was on there. I was amazed at all the detail. Afterwards, I remembered I had some goals to do in my dreams. The first of which was to count fingers. Not a challenge in any way but to just remember to do it. I looked around and had difficulty finding where my hand was. It took a while but I found it. Started counting my fingers. There were 5 on one hand. And on top of that, the ghost image of my hand too. Kinda what would happen IRL if you crossed your eyes. And at that point, I could not sustain the dream longer. And I woke up.

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Nearly forgot to fill this in and it's already 3 hours after waking up so I don't remember all the details of the dream so vividly anymore.