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(DILD Low level Lucid, little control)(From last night, tried WILD earlier)
I'm with my sister, and were on a train to Auckland New Zealand, we've still got a while to go .
The journey passes (story jumps) We arrive at 'central station' and get off the train.
The station has a glass canopy roof, like they do..
I recognise the "GLASS" (dreamsign), I start to question my reality & perform an RC using the text on the train info boards
(They're the old fashioned 'split flap' mechanical displays)Low level Lucid!!

We walk into the city and explore it on foot for quite a while & see famous sights like 'the skytower',
the harbour with all of the yachts with there sails up, and in one of the side streets we get burgers from the 'white lady' burger bus.
<<Never been to NZ in waking life, flight too far & expensive, but would like to go & have read stuff about Auckland>>

We meet an old woman beggar, who waves a wet-wipe/baby wipe at us,
and mumbles something about it.
.. I reach into my day napsack and give her a large paper cup, and then she wanders off
<How random's that?!?>
Lost Lucidity during this encounter

After a short while, we've decided we want to do something else..
... So we find some transport to go elsewhere.. Soon we find a small terminus halt, which has tram track, and a very low platform (about 3-4 inches)..
At this platform, there is a queue of two seater'bubble cars' on the track, we get into the front one, close the doors and get transported away...

...We end up in the countryside, with rolling hills and grass meadows.
We get out and walk for a while, and find people riding quad bikes over a rough terrain course

A guy comes up to us and tells us we will have to wait 3/4Hr for the bikes, and we can wait over there, pointing to the edge of a desert (we didn't notice before)

I walk over to the desert edge, and walk on the sand for a while. (Don't think my sister joined me here)
I can feel the sun on my back & can see shimmering heat haze on the sand.

<Recall and/or dream itself faded here>

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

00:00 GMT – sleep

Crossing Transylvania on the way between University classes
On a Portuguese class at the university. The teacher is (once again) my colleague Silva. I’m not paying attention, she notices and I have no shame in recognizing it. She scolds me but I say what matters is that I pass the exams. I’ve always been a nerdy student so all my colleagues are surprised with my attitude. I tell them the classes are quite pointless, that it is much more efficient to study at home, so I couldn’t care less.
I leave the class and outside I’m planning to go to my next class, which I think is biochemistry or similar and that one might be good to be there. As I cross the long building, I then realise it’s not on this area. To get to the other classroom I need to catch a train. I walk through a garden, I turn right and enter a gate (actually, the gate was closed and I flew over it) and then land on top of some stairs and enter a building, supposedly where I can get the train. It's all very 19th century looked-like, including the train itself and the people on board.
The funny thing is that this train has to pass through Transylvania (yeah, why not) before it takes students to the university precinct on destination. It crosses some really creepy and deserted areas, with mushy grey hills. There’s a couple sitting a few seats in front of me and the lady is holding a white cat on her lap, which starts hissing and scratching the window, looking terrified. The owners don’t see a thing outside but when I look to check I see a dark hideous creature, like a werewolf, with a devilish look in his eyes, watching the train passing by. Either there are several of them or the werewolf can disappear in thin air and reappear in another place, because I keep seeing it appearing, like following us. It gives me the creeps so I close the window shutters not to see it.
Then a kid comes to me and asks me if I have food. I say I almost have nothing to share and he gets angry. He says he is willing to pay a symbolic price, so I say he can go to a nice bakery on our destination stop, if he has money. But he keeps insisting, so I see on my bag what I have and decide to give him some bread I carry. I also have algae and mushrooms but I’m sure he is not into that. He grabs it and turns away, without a thank you. Weird, I think.

6:00 GMT – wake up