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    1. Russiname

      by , 07-25-2018 at 08:45 AM
      Russiname
      The place that I'm in somehow seems to be a bit of a combination of Russia and Suriname. At some point I've been given a story about a man and his son. It's a type of homework: I need to summarise what happened to them to show my understanding. The story is in English. My understanding of the story is limited though, because it starts in the middle of something.

      At some point I'm still sitting somewhere outside, writing down the story. It's already starting to get dark. I can hear fireworks coming from my left, somewhere in the distance. I also hear some boys approaching. I'm concerned about my safety now. Suddenly several boys pass me. It turns out they are really young boys, perhaps age 9 or so. No need to be concerned. One of them asks me when I'm going back. I tell him that I'll go back (to my country) on Tuesday. He says it's a pity. It sends me into a laughing fit.
      Tags: russia, suriname
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Condom hunt

      by , 07-22-2018 at 09:44 AM
      Condom hunt
      I'm in the east part of Amsterdam. It seems to be the EvS street. I'm in a hotel with my ex, F. We've just had sex and are ready for round two. We have one condom left and she messes it up. She unwraps the condom and rolls it down instantly, now leaving us to fidget with it. We try to make the best of it, but it doesn't work. We end up making our way downstairs. I'm not sure what she's doing anymore, but I go out on to the street. It's nearly 22:00, meaning nearly closing time for the shops. I attempt to find some condoms. I look for them in two different supermarkets. It's surprisingly difficult to find some. I end up staying until closing time. At first I think I've found some, in various quantities. There's some packages that contain just way too many for me and are also quite expensive. I settle on just a few. When I've made up my mind, a change occurs. When I open the boxes, it turns out that there are no condoms inside. Instead, there are things like hair conditioner. I came close to buying the wrong thing. I end up leaving the store, not having bought anything.

      Outside on the street, I see a man from the back. He's not wearing a shirt. His small of the back stands out, because it is somehow shaped well / looks good.

      At some point while I was in the supermarket I was asking myself something along the lines of: "am I really going to do this? Have sex with my ex? I have a girlfriend". I decided it was ok to do this, because this is just a dream.
    3. First DJ in a long time

      by , 07-21-2018 at 11:12 AM
      Wrong train
      I'm somewhere in the Netherlands, at the train station. I think I'm going home. I need to catch a train. I have a look at the information sign and decide to get on this particular train. In the end, it brings me to the wrong destination. I get out. Now I first have to go back to where I came from, before I can continue onwards to the right destination.

      Bouldering

      I don't really remember much from this dream. I'm going bouldering and there's a group of people.

      Thailand
      I'm in what somehow appears to be Thailand. It's daytime and I'm entering some type of nature park with the car. I'm with several family members. My mom, my aunt G and her son and some others. The road we enter through is just straight. I don't remember anything about what we did while we were inside there.

      On the way out, the road we came through is flooded. We're walking towards it now and the car in front of us goes through a puddle of water and actually is completely submerged. The solution I come up with is to advance using a canoe. I'm close to doing it when my mom calls me to get in the car. She drives off in the opposite direction and we somehow end up on a perfectly paved road that is the exit on the other side of the park. It's located lower than the other exit and therefore not flooded. (Doesn't make sense). Somewhere along the way we have to squeeze in, have some people sitting on laps. My friend from elementary school, Ser, has to sit on my lap.

      We're on our way back to... some place. We're in a small van and pass a security checkpoint. Usually we have to show our ID, but this time we don't. After a bit longer, the van is stopped and we do eventually have to show our ID. The driver and my mom have already given their driver's license. I dig through my black and red backpack that's stowed between my legs. I'm looking for my wallet, which has my driver's license in it. As I find it, I notice that while what I've got in my hands is the same format and colour as my actual driver's license, it is in fact not my driver's license. It's a plastic card with something in English written on it and some tape that I added to it myself. The text reads something along the lines of that the Thai police officer holding my card has passed away and therefore I will get my driver's license back in a while. I'm walking towards a police officer to talk about this. I've left my bag inside the van, next to the open sliding door and the bag still being open. A kid runs up to the van and rummages around my bag, stealing at least 1 x 100 SRD note. A police officer takes at least 2. I manage to stop them from taking any more. I manage to get my note back from the kid, as I'm easily stronger than him. The cop is a different story, seeing as how he could arrest me.

      We're about to continue our drive. There's a whole group of teens now walking in front of us, including the kid from earlier. I jokingly say that we should run them over. I talk about my license with my mom. She says that it's very long till I get it back. On July 21, which is supposedly 3 more weeks. I tell her it's in a few days. Either that's too late, cause we're leaving the country on the 19th.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. #230: Shady cabs / Crutches / Park / iPod

      by , 12-22-2016 at 04:27 AM
      Shady cabs
      I'm with my friend Cam. We're walking home together. It's still quite a distance and it's raining a bit as well. We'd prefer to have a taxi. There's two coming by and I hail them. One stops in front of us on the sidewalk, a yellow one made out of a weird fabric. The other one stops to our left. I approach the one in front of us first. I'm not sure anymore in which language we're talking. I ask him for the price to our home and he tells me that he doesn't know. I ask him for an estimate. Still he doesn't know. That's kinda shady.. I don't want to ride with this guy. I approach the other guy and he just holds up two signs, which seem like oversized tickets. It's IDR 10.000 per person. Yeah no way. That's too much. We'll just check out Uber. We continue walking and end up in what looks like a public garden.

      Crutches
      I'm inside somewhere. I think I may have been busy applying for a visa. I'm seated together with my friend Caro. She tells me that she is going to Bali through China. That's not logical at all? She admits to that as well. I spot a sign in the distance, which reads in English that there are no international flights due to weather conditions. At some point in the dream I'm standing at the counter, with my crutches. I think I have a broken foot. I want to leave, but two girls are messing around with my crutches. It's not that they don't want to give it back, it's that they don't realise that I want to leave. I have to stumble towards them. I lose my balance and fall down onto the couch, next to one of the girls who has one of my crutches.

      Park
      I'm with a girl on the back of her motorbike. She wants to explore a city. Jakarta? There's another girl, one of my friends. It's either Caro or Cam. They feel like the other girl wants to explore quite far. It's a distance that she is not comfortable with. She decides to back down, while we continue. We're going to what seems to be a park. The girl is handling both the driving and the navigation. We're very close to the park, we just need to find the right way through. At this point I take over the navigation, because she is unable to find it. I use her white iPhone 5(s). The map is quite weird, graphically speaking. It's a bit confusing to me, also due to not fully understanding in which direction we're facing. I decide to pull out my own phone.

      iPod
      I'm seated somewhere with a girl. Irt? We're busy opening up my old iPod. Or at least, I'm opening it up, while she looks along. Damn, I forgot that this iPod has a back cover that's going to be difficult to remove. I might break it. It ends up being surprisingly easy. By pulling it, it clicks loose. I'm doing this because of something to do with a simcard. To my surprise, the iPod has a slot for it. It's either for that or a SD card. That doesn't really make much sense.. The slot is empty and there's actually not that much use in opening it up. I close it up again.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. #229: Renovating / Fertility clinic

      by , 12-21-2016 at 06:14 AM
      Renovating
      I'm in my mom's city in the Netherlands. There are renovations going on throughout the whole city. I'm happy and feel like it's great that there's so much being done to improve the city. I'm in a street, where in this dream I eat all the time. I'm kinda tired of eating here all the time, I want to eat somewhere else. I use a scooter and am accompanied by two guys in a car. We enter a T intersection, coming from the right. Very last second, when I've almost crossed the intersection, we decide to turn left. It's kinda shady, dangerous and I nearly hit another scooter. I keep driving though. The other guy is not very pleased and comes after me for a bit. I drive off again while performing a wheelie. I do my best not to overdo it. I manage to keep in control. I'm nearing a bridge and decide to drive on both wheels again. It turns out to be a good decision, as the bridge is under renovation. A part of it is just gone and had I not seen a sign and stopped, I would've driven straight into the water, as there are no barriers.

      Fertility clinic
      I'm in some type of fertility clinic. I'm the only guy in a waiting room, together with a group of girls. The person who will lead the tour comes in. Somehow I know he's French Canadian. His English is good, though there may have been a slight French accent. He gives us a tour, showing us around some outdoor area with lots of pipes and tubes and such. It's all a bit dirty and it's abandoned. I wonder how this relates to the surgery. Surely they won't perform the surgery in such an environment. I have to duck to pass underneath a tube which is obstructing my path. I ask the 'tour leader' a question. It's one sentence and I asked it in Indonesian. I get a reply back. It's to do with in which direction to continue.

      My friend Alif is present as well. We continue walking. I think at this point there's at least one other guy, who may be hitting on her for a bit in an obnoxious manner. We pass a building where Alif and I may have been before and she asks me if that building is that particular building. We start walking back, using a different route. We walk down some stairs and then past a point with spiders. Spiders that I've only ever seen in Indonesia. I go 'fuck it' and just go through the path.

      We're in a living room situation now, with the whole group. I'm sitting on a couch. Alif is sometimes on the twin bed, sometimes next to it. She is topless by now. I find that surprising, considering that she is prudish. Her breasts are much smaller than you'd expect from having her seen with clothes on. I bet she uses a padded bra. At one point, while she is on the bed, her face has turned into that of another friend, Jacinta. I notice that it's different, but I don't end up performing a RC. The tour leader is performing a final briefing. In the mean time, there's another French Canadian sitting on the couch to my left. It's a man who I suppose is in his 40s. He's got a strong French accent and is telling me stories I don't find very interesting. It's to do with the Dutch involvement in certain central African countries during the colonial era. I spot some signs on the wall. The tour leader is clearly practicing his Indonesian, as he has written some translations to/from French on some cardboard on the wall. There's a different.. thing.. on the wall. A poster or something similar, with a text on it. It starts out in Dutch but switches over to English. It's a warning, presumably to black people, not to get on a boat. It's not mentioned, but I assume it is because they will end up as slaves. The tour leader gives the final price for the surgery. Ä 690, instead of Ä 800 something. Most of the girls start chattering and making sounds, because they feel like it's quite expensive. I was already very uncertain about whether I wanted to proceed with this, but now I'm certain I shouldn't. I mean, I'm single and I'm travelling a lot. That's no life to raise a kid. My friend Alif shouldn't do it either. She's practically a kid herself. I have shorts on and now I start looking for my pants. There's a pair of jeans nearby on the floor. Are those mine? Did I even wear long pants? There's a black leather wallet on top. I give it a peek and it's my wallet. Then it must be my jeans as well. I start putting them on, when one or a few spiders start appearing from the pants. I freak out and it wakes me up.

      I have a FA and start typing out dream notes on my phone. The phone that I'm using during this FA is the one I recently bought in real life.
    6. #228: Flush / Roomswap

      by , 12-20-2016 at 04:41 AM
      Flush
      I'm in my room. I've been to the toilet, but it hasn't flushed properly. I can still see some floating around. I try to flush again, but the water starts appearing from unexpected places. It starts to appear from the shower next to the toilet as well. Eventually I manage to make it stop appearing from the shower by turning the shower's lever.

      Roomswap
      I'm in my room, in my bed, together with Irt. It's still morning. I hear a knock on the door. I'm not sure anymore if she announced herself, but it is the girl that everyone hates. I tell Irt to be quiet. The curtains are closed, so we can just pretend not to be here. I don't wanna hang out with this girl. A bit later there is a guy standing in front of my door. It's someone who is ok. Irt goes over to open the curtain and have a talk. No! The girl went to the room just next to mine, so she'll definitely notice that we are here. Close the curtain! I decide to camp out behind a clothing rack [which in reality I don't have]. I don't feel like I'm doing a very good job at hiding, but ah well, better than nothing.

      Suddenly a girl I don't know storms into my room, walks past me, takes a hanger with clothes from a nail in the wall and storms out again. What the hell? I assume these are her clothes so she has every right to take them, but manners?! This is my room and we don't even know each other. I go up to this girl, who is together with another girl, to teach her some. The message doesn't set in at all though. I explain how rude it is to just burst into my room like that if we don't know each other and then to completely ignore me. I try to reenact it to demonstrate how rude it is, but it still doesn't set in. Eventually I take the girls clothes back and tell her she can have them back if she demonstrates some proper manners (which is never).

      When I try to go back to my room, the layout has changed. I walk into the right room, only to find it much different from what I expected. My stuff is nowhere to be found. I walk out and look at the sign above the door. Yep, this is my room number. What the hell? Apparently someone decided to switch rooms with me without asking. No! I don't want to switch rooms again, especially considering that I'm almost leaving. My friend Fif is being chilled about it and says something along the lines of "I think it's best if you go back to Europe". The hell? I feel unwanted now.

      Somewhere along the dream I become violent towards the rude girl. Stomping on her head violent. There is absolutely no effect though.
      Tags: friend, room
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. #227: Muslim language / Kiss

      by , 12-16-2016 at 03:15 AM
      I waited just a little bit too long with writing this one down. There was something that preceded this moment.

      Muslim language
      I'm walking inside a building with a Dutch guy I just met. The building has been designed as spaciously as a public building. I feel like we're walking on the 2nd floor, due to seeing a balustrade. The floor (and perhaps some other elements) is alternating shades of blue. The Dutch guy and I are talking in Dutch about what I'm doing. I'm telling him what I studied and how it is that I ended up in Indonesia.

      I'm now sitting at a table with 3 other people. My back is to the wall. On my right is my friend Alif. On the other side of the table are 2 people I can't identify. Further to my right is a door, leading to a room where some guys are discussing some matters. We're eating cake which is mostly orange coloured. Different sections of the cake have a different word on them. We're supposed to eat the corresponding section to properly answer a question. At some point the girl sitting diagonally to me eats a section that says "Muslim(s)" as an answer to a question that starts with "which language." It makes me nearly spit out my piece, as it's both horribly stupid and slightly inappropriate. There are more people to my left who want to have some of the cake. They're part of our group.


      Kiss
      I'm with a bunch of friends, sitting at a large table. The time has come to say bye to some people. We give each other pecks on the cheek and other normal greetings. There's one girl I made out with slightly earlier. When it's time to say bye, she gives me some pecks on the cheek, but I decide to just give her another full kiss. Ok, that was slightly embarrassing and perhaps inappropriate. I think she is into my friend and may have kissed him earlier.
      Tags: dutch, friend
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. #226: (Ex) girlfriend

      by , 12-13-2016 at 02:49 AM
      I'm with my first ex girlfriend. In this dream we're a couple. Yesterday we buried her father. I think we just woke up quite recently. The place where we are looks similar to my kos [Indonesian dorm]. Both of her brothers have already left. I assume her mom to be around somewhere, but she doesn't appear in the dream. I think to myself that if one of her parents passed away, it might be for the best that it's her dad, considering that her mom's the stronger one in a mental sense.

      Still with my ex girlfriend. We're watching a video by actually being there. It's some kid's first birthday. He's gonna kick a football, trying to score. I make a bet with my 'girlfriend' that the kid will miss. If he scores, I'll break up with her. I quickly regret my words and become nerves. The kid kicks the ball and it bounces off the left post. Pfieuw. Next, it bounces left and right for a crazy long time, before coming to a stop. This kid is the son of a famous football player, though I can't remember who.

      I'm sitting on a bench in a garden with my 'girlfriend'. I stand up and walk around a bit. I throw my wallet down next to her, some money sticking out a little bit. She pretends to be greedy for my wallet and I tell her to go ahead. All that's in there is IDR. There's not a single euro. In my room I've got some MYR. I literally don't have any euro anywhere. In my mind, the room I have is in Indonesia and I'm in the Netherlands right now. Waste of money? I should do something about this situation. I tell her that I will likely work in Melbourne. She becomes jealous, because that's what she has been thinking about as well. I've just started telling her about the crazy pay, when the dream ends.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. #225: Island

      by , 12-12-2016 at 04:34 AM
      I'm somewhere close to a beautiful island. I'm watching 2 girls make their way to it on 1 watercycle. They've got an interesting tactic: they are peddling in opposite directions. Somehow it works to keep them going straight. They make it to the island. I'm there myself now as well. There are quite some people here, including my little brother. Despite us supposedly being on the island, we're still in the water. It reaches up to my chest. If I walk away even just 2 metres it immediately becomes a bit deeper. I'm concerned for my little brother, who is a bit shorter than I am. I make my way to him with two floatables. I don't tell him that I'm worried, so as to not damage his ego/trust/whatever. We both hang onto a floatable for a bit and eventually I let go.

      There's some guys playing football very close. They're only using one goal, which is a bit small and taking turns at taking penalties it seems, from up close. They're not lining up logically, with people awaiting their turns in and around the goal. Eventually there are two guys my age who are not even playing, but who are frustrated by the inefficiency of it. They decide to intervene. At first they shout for the guys to line up for the penalties and when no one listens, they decide to come up close and give further instructions. I move along.

      Somewhere on the island I meet a blind woman. We talk for a little bit. I run into her twice and once into another blind woman. I continue walking. It seems I've reached the limit of how far I can walk here. I see some kind of clinic and decide to go in. It's the only building I've encountered on this island. I walk to the end of the clinic and decide that they have nothing for me and walk back out again. On the way out I see one of the nurses in the hallway. She has a pretty face. She walks out in front of me.
      Tags: family, island
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. #224: Cinema / Watching / Sharing

      by , 12-10-2016 at 03:23 AM
      Cinema
      I'm in the cinema in Amsterdam, together with my friend Alif and maybe some others. Alif has just recently moved to the Netherlands. My friend San is working as an employee at this particular cinema and perhaps Erik as well. We're standing by the ticketing machine, deciding on which movie to go to. We're still doubting between the latest Bond and Fantastic Beasts. San already wants to buy tickets for Bond, but I tell him to wait up for a moment. I ask Alif what she wants. I figure she may not like Bond. She's not wearing her hijab like normally. My reasoning is that in the Netherlands she doesn't feel like doing so. Her face looks different without it and her hair has been put up in a crazy hairstyle. I'm looking through the schedule, which only goes until 7pm. For some reason, everything after 7pm is regarded as the next day, so we need to load the schedule again. I ask San, or perhaps a different employee, for his paper version of the schedule, which is quicker. I think, though I'm not sure, that we eventually decide upon Bond. Not that we actually go there?

      I'm walking around outside with Alif. We're on the steps of a building now. I get a call through Messenger. It's my cousin, whom I haven't spoken to in many years. It's a very short conversation, as he asks me for drugs. I hang up. I tell Alif what happened.


      Watching
      I'm watching from a first person view. What I assume to be a plane is flying through the clouds, leaving little sight. It flies just above a house. That was close! Shouldn't it be pulling up? It continues at the same altitude, avoiding another 1 or 2 houses. It turns out that what I'm watching is a guy who is lucid dreaming for the first time. He's enjoying it. Somehow he's made a connection to the waking world and he's telling a woman (his mom?) about it.

      Sharing
      I'm having a conversation with a woman. We're going to try to share a lucid dream and we're deciding on a location. First she thinks of Rome. Cool city, but I've never been there. Except for in Assassin's Creed that is. I would only know how to imagine the Colosseum. How about Paris though? I'm much more familiar with that city.
      Tags: cinema, friend
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. #223: Finally lucid again

      by , 12-09-2016 at 05:09 AM
      I'm standing in a room by myself. It's a bit of a dark room. I think I see my own reflection in a big mirror that's mounted on the wall. I can't recall why, but I decide that I need to perform an RC. I attempt to push the index finger of my right hand through the palm of my left hand. Slowly, it works. I was already quite certain that I was dreaming, but I'm happy nonetheless. It's been a while since I was last lucid. Ok, calm down, don't get too excited. I perform the RC a few times to stabilise myself. I then think of what I want to do. Lets summon Lara? Nah, I don't want to do that. I realise that I have my earplugs in. I want to change the music that is on. At first I just think about it, but no success. I decide to shout the command, which is the name of a song that I don't remember. Normally if I try to do this, my voice is a bit muffled, so shouting works fine. This time my voice isn't muffled and I'm slightly surprised by my own volume. It's a bit loud. What would the effect of this be in the real world? Nothing happens at first. I'm tempted to touch the remote to change the music, but then it does happen I believe.
      Categories
      lucid
    12. #222: Volcano / Pick up

      by , 12-08-2016 at 03:00 AM
      Volcano
      I'm at what is supposed to be the volcano Kawah Ijen with my friend Caro. We're doing the descent down into the crater right now. Along the way I spot what looks like a smartphone (HTC?) with a cracked screen. I wonder if it is still working. It is attached to a tall rock. Caro has a look. Yup, still functioning. From one moment to the next, the screen is suddenly a lot bigger. It's pretty much my size. I intent to take it with me once we go back off the volcano. I see/hear some other people approaching. Hopefully no one else tries to take it. Then I notice that there's a brand sign above it (Sony?). Ah, it's an ad. Ok, I'll leave it here then. We continue walking. I see more ads and related things. I'm appalled by how commercialised the volcano has become. It used to be so beautiful and natural.

      We come to a room. Caro tells me that she is excited to see the blue fire. I tell her that you can only see the blue fire at night, so we won't see it. I look at my phone. It's just past midnight. Ah, guess we'll get to see it after all. There's a hole which is covered by a moving wooden floor, which is partially see through. I tell Caro that it didn't use to be here and that you could see the hole directly. I tell her to look at the red eye - which reminds me of a dragon's eye - below the floor. The blue fire will come from there. Every once in a while the moving floor moves away from the hole. There's a wooden bench close to it, on which Caro sits down. I tell her I wouldn't do it. At some point a dog approaches her - from the hole? - and starts licking her face. Gross.

      We're moving around this room a bit. Eventually I think we end up watching a movie? There's some other people and I become sort of close with a girl. There's some mention of points that we can earn somehow and having to hide points.


      Pick up
      I'm at what's supposed to be my place. Irti has sent me a message, asking me to pick her up from somewhere north of the city. I tell her I would if I could, but I don't have a motorcycle right now, so it's kinda impossible. I consider asking the guard to borrow his. Nahh. I also consider using the bicycle to get up there. No that's rather pointless - and would take forever.

      Eventually further along the dream it is my mom who was up there and needed help. She made it down though. She tells me it was just a few hundred metres. That doesn't sound right to me. A few hundred metres and then what?
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. #221: Dinner / New job / Job

      by , 12-07-2016 at 05:09 AM
      Dinner
      I'm having dinner with four friends: Jim, Janet, Fi and Rei. We're sitting at a proper restaurant table. Rei decides to leave. We're somewhere up in the northern part of the city. There's a banner on one of the walls, saying we'll get a student discount if we're using student health insurance from a certain healthcare insurance company, which I happen to have. Somehow the waitress messes it up a bit and gives us a bill without the discount. We have her correct it. I think it's Fi who says something about the waitress being stupid, but not to her face.

      New job
      I've just landed a new job and this is my second day. I'm late by about 1,5 hour. The female boss is not too pleased with me. I think I was late because I had to pick up my passport and they made me wait, though I'm not certain of this. I have no clue what to do on this job. No one has given me anything to do, so I'm just trying to fill time. At one point I'm watching a movie. There's a spiderlike man creature that my colleagues were trying to defeat earlier. I decide to look up info on natural enemies, so it can help us to defeat the creature. My phone is not cooperating very much. At first I Google in English, with no results. I then try to search in Dutch.

      Job
      I'm with my friend Tim. He mentions that he's spotted a job vacancy for me. I ask him about it, also asking if he thinks I'm qualified enough for it. I don't remember his answer to that. One of the things he does mention is that he can't apply because he will be in India. Heh, India?
      Tags: friend, job
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. #221: Gojek gone wrong / Uber / Mall chase

      by , 12-02-2016 at 12:33 PM
      Gojek gone wrong
      Iím in a shop, together with the gojek driver that took me here. Heís asking me to pay for my ride. What? No, Iím using go-pay, so itís handled automatically. He informs me that thereís an issue and shows me his phone. The ride was only supposed to be Rp. 4.000, but somehow the price changed to around Rp. 70.000 and I'm now significantly in the minus. I'm discussing the matter with the driver, though I'm not certain whether it's in English or in Indonesian. I use my phone as well to check up on my account. My battery is nearly empty though and I don't have a charger with me. Perhaps I could borrow one from this store without actually having to buy it? I'm in the Hema. I realise that I have a cable from this store myself.

      Uber
      I'm with Caro and I believe Cam. We enter a car. Caro is the one driving. We're driving on the left side of the road. Considering that she is not used to this, I think Caro is doing a pretty good job. She is working for Uber right now, performing the same function as Rei. She says she is filling in for.. Emily(?) today. She also has a laptop with her in the car. She is wearing something of a vest that has Uber written on it. She decides to take it off, because Uber might not be allowed here. She makes a u-turn to take us back to our starting point. After going straight for a while, she overshoots and needs to make another u-turn. I tell her she did a great job driving. Just make less u-turns. She doesn't look very pleased at me.

      Mall chase
      The feeling of this dream is very unpleasant. I'm in a mall in Kuala Lumpur. I'm buying something from a food vendor, but he rips me off. I don't get what I paid for. I try to get my money back, but that's not happening. I end up using physical force. I think I give the guy a shove. I quickly realise my mistake and make a run for it. A girl comes after me. She's not chasing me very fast, but she is following me everywhere I go. It's intimidating and I need to get away from her. At the end I consider that my only option is to get out of this mall. Take the LRT to Chinatown.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. #220: Stunned

      by , 11-30-2016 at 12:23 PM
      I'm inside a building (my own room?). I'm near the coast. I can see the coastline, though the beach doesn't exactly look appealing. There's a fence and some industrial activity. This is supposedly somewhere in east Indonesia. I'm talking to a guy (a friend of mine perhaps) who is sitting atop a building somewhere which is under construction. It's a building not too far away, but far enough away that realistically speaking, I shouldn't be able to hear him. He's sitting on the edge of what is currently the roof. He's giving me some advice about ways to continue my travel. One of his suggestions is to fly back to Jakarta and to then fly to some far away island in the east. It would seem not to be the most logical route, however it is apparently the cheapest way to get there.

      A bit later my friend Mark is at my door. He's presenting me with two gifts. At first I'm reluctant to accept them, but he insists. One of them is some MYR - not sure why's he giving that to me. Another is a stun gun or similar stunning device. I put them in my room. Not much later we see a man who is dressed similar to an anti-terror unit - all black. We assume there to be a whole team out there. At first I want to use the stun gun, but I fear going out there with a gun shaped object is not the brightest idea. Mark wants to have the gun, but I believe I tell him no. I then proceed to lock myself in the bathroom. Perhaps they won't look in here? Small chance. I really don't want to get shot by a stun dart though. It's gonna hurt. I consider coming out with my hands in the air. Would that work?
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