BahamutZERO's dreams

Clearness: Very clear.
Vividness: Lots of things happened.
Realism: Pretty realistic, with a few fantasy elements.
Mood: Very fun.
Lucid: Attempted, and received a subtle signal, but failed.
Oh, btw, I decided to write side notes in purple.

This was a fun, clear dream. Great one for my first DJ entry here.
So basically I dreamed that a Hungarian friend of mine came on a vacation to Belgium, and various things happened.

At some point I showed him my underground mushroom farm under the basement (this part sort of references Terraria), which was like a little underground forest (resembling the Ancient Forest from FF7), with blue mushrooms growing in it. I told him I had some problems with it, because only blue mushrooms were growing and no red ones.
So he suggested we should go to the market to buy some red strawberries then. (Notice how it's suddenly strawberries...)

We made a walk to the market, and we decided to go to the baker to buy a strawberry cake (Notice how it's suddenly strawberry CAKE he should make up his mind).
The baker wasn't there at the moment, so we just took the cake, cut it in half, and ate it while we waited for him to show up. He showed up, gave us a friendly greeting, and we paid him.
Then, for some reason, he decided to go back by car, and I was gonna go back by bike... even though we went there on foot in the first place. I was riding my bike back home, and I suddenly felt a need to go very quickly... and for good reason, because seconds after I felt that, it started to rain (that ALWAYS happens if I go somewhere by bike).
I arrived back home with my hair being only a little wet, and for some reason, to go back inside, I needed to go up a staircase that has a 90° turn to the right every few steps. In front of me was a man who, at EVERY turn, hit the wall and felt groggy for a few seconds, and then continued. I dunno what was up with him, maybe he was blind, maybe drunk, but it was a funny sight anyways.

When I arrived back in my house, which was suddenly my dad's house, we decided to watch the Olympic Games on tv. One of the disciplines was IRL pac-man, with a guy dressed in a pac-man suit, and four others dressed in ghost suits, and the pac-man guy tried to eat all the dots in the maze as fast as he could.
I joked to my dad and my friend that he's gonna puke if he'll eat so much dots.

Then I watched some weird videos on youtube (from the typically "weird side of youtube") with my friend, and some other minor stuff.

At the end of the dream, quite notably, my friend talked to me about dreaming. This was very probably a subtle sign that I should do a reality check, as I was telling myself in my mantra before I went to sleep, but unfortunately I didn't catch it. Ah, better luck next time then.