I am in a small commercial jet plane, with members of my family, and we are flying over norfolk, from west to east. It is a lovely summers day as we fly low over the shoreline. I don't see any Seals in the water but i turn to my niece Nelly and say "look out for the Seals" at which point the sea then gets the occasional Dog swimming in it, sometimes with its owners, often without. I then spot a hippopotamus in the water, then another, and another, of which i point out to my niece again. And then all of a sudden we see Polar Bears in the shallows, white to begin with, but then the colour degenerates to a dirty brown colour, but there are quite a few Polar Bears in the water. Suddenly my niece shouts "look, Pigs!" and sure enough, in the shallows are pigs wallowing in the sea water, several of them. And their all dark brown pigs. The place suddenly begins to bank left and plunges down towards the sea, but narrowly missing it as the plane rears back up again. As this happened i could feel my stomach being pulled backwards, like it does on a rollercoaster or, quite fittingly, on a place which is pulling some trick moves in mid air, the acceleration seemed tremendous. I then wake up, no recollection at all, then halfway to walking to the bathroom this plane dream came flooding back to me, and shortly afterwards when i sat on my bed i breifly recallled another dream, less intense but still interesting to a degree. It appears i am in Norwich on a shopping trip, nowt unusual, happens all the time. Wherever i am i have a very good vantage point of the city, i can see over it for miles, but one building really stands out, a massive abstractly coloured red and black building, which is apparently TK Maxx, and for some reason i want to go there but i am unsure which roads to take. I can see quite a few roads leading off into teh distance but i am very unsure which one to take, but internally i decide to use my iphones satnav to guide me. Interesting I say? well yes, because it appears i am viewing this dream through some kind of Instagram filter, X-Pro, giving my dream the feel of a cross processed look, which used to be a photography thing back in the day of 35mm film, we processed c41 film in E-6 chemicals, or vice versa, to make the colours a bit more funkier, now all you need to do to get that look is swipe a touchscreen on a mobile phone. Interested if anyone else experiences colour shifts in dreams, this happens a fair bit to me, i sometimes even see monochrome in my colour dreams. As a side note, i have had a camera in my hand since the 80s so maybe thats why i dream like this? Oh, and i never have and never will shop in tk maxx, i just dont like their stores, too cluttered and confusing.
The Wash is the square-mouthed bay and estuary on the northwest margin of East Anglia on the east coast of England, where Norfolk meets Lincolnshire. From Hunstanton you can see Skegness from 10 mimes away across the water. When the tide goes out, mudflats appear to go on for miles across the Wash, giving the notion that one could walk from HUnstanton to Skegness, of course you cant really as there are deep channels in the wash. But my dreams do not see things this way. I dream of The Wash often, not surprising as i spend a great deal of time around the coastline of the Wash, at the nature reserves of west norfolks Snettisham, to the sandy dunes of Wells Next The Sea further along its northern shores. Standing on the beach of Snettisham you can clearly see the towns of Boston and Skegness from the other side, where i usually stand, on a very clear day you can see the Boston Stump, as well as other features of the landscape, over 10 miles away. However, in my dreams this distance is less than a few hundred feet, i sometimes see the Lincolnshire side as being seperated only by a small stretch of water, closely resembling a river than the sea, but most of the times i dream that i am actually walking from one side, in norfolk, to the other, in lincolnshire. Curiously enough, as i begin walking across the mudflats in my dreams, i often find trees and bushes along the way, as well as other hikers coming from the other direction. This isn't a nightmare, i do not fear that the tide will come rushing in and catch me offguard, it never does, in fact i feel so serene doing this, as the sun beats down on me, the warmth on my skin is reassuring. In one or two dreams of the Wash, there are even houses, and what could be called a holiday resort, right in the middle of these mud flats, complete with amusement arcade, small fairground rides and typical beachside fast food and sweet shops (candy stores in yankee speak =) These dreams occur often and i am always left feeling quite satisfied after these dreams, and i dont quite know why.
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