FryingMan

earlier:

(more detail in the dream, it faded away though)

+ I'm approaching a building complex with a group. It's Halloween and there are jack-a-lanterns all around on the ground. I'm hoping my friends won't smash them. There are many shapes and sizes and designs. There is an outdoor smorgasbord going on, a "block party?" Lots of pots of soup and many hot food dishes. Climbing on top of a large animal-shaped structure? Thinking of lions?

+ I'm lying down and discussing an algorithm that a girl "Masha" has designed. I'm wearing (gray?) sweats with my legs slightly parted. She's sitting/demonstrating and moving closer to my legs, and I think that's a bit of an awkward position. I'm asking her questions about her idea.

+ There is a girl sitting near a cooler talking about different types of steak. "New York, London broil," etc., I'm having trouble hearing her so I come closer and have her repeat what she's saying. She then talks about lion steak and I "remember" eating lion. It was pretty tough. Then I remember how we trapped the lion between two trucks when we were hunting it. Something else about a zebra head bobbing back and forth.

(wake, recall)
BTS

+ [very vivid/present, semi-lucid] I'm with a tour group outside in daylight. There is a large bush of flowers growing on the side of the low building / house right next to us. I'm looking at them and see orange, purple, and various other colors. I think "they, those are like California poppies!" but realize they are not exactly the same. The leaves on the bush are sort of spindly like poppy plant leaves. I ask our tour leader what kind of flower those are, are they like poppies? He answers [forgot]. I notice the very blue sky. "That's like a California sky!" I think. Then we're walking up some steps and there's a woman in front of me who's getting in my way and I'm getting impatient. I keep noticing the sky. We emerge on to the street next to my childhood home. Only I know it's not my actual CH, but rather think it is a precise copy, because we're located in a different country like Australia or New Zealand. I look around at the houses, trees, the lay of the land, it is all precisely like the street outside my CH. I wonder at this amazing sight. I know that the view is not the same, however. I look out into the distance at the water far away and see that the distant mountain ranges and their shapes are indeed different. I see with pseudo-telescopic vision large freighters moving about on the water. Some of them are partially invisible. I look at the water view for a while and it is really amazing.

Next we move indoors. We're in a very large indoor hall, some famous/religious place. The floor is sacred and so the path for us tourists is walking on top of long dining tables through the room. At some point I stop and see a book on a table top, bend down and open it and flip through the pages. There are (rag doll-y?) pictures in there. I'm then on the floor and my (mother?) is saying to move back on top of the tables, I think this is because the floor is sacred. I'm not sure I can jump back up on to the table or not.