This morning between 9 and 11 I had a loosely lucid dream. I was traveling the world and had stopped on a rocky arctic shore on the edge of a small town. I sat on the very edge and looked out, I looked down and saw a piece of the rock was loose so I moved it away and saw someone had been hiding things in a small hole on the rock. I looked through these things one by one and put them back, but decided to keep one as a memento that I had been there and left something of mine in it's place. Then I heard someone and realized I was now right up against the back porch of one of the arctic houses. They looked like houses out of the movie "Shipping News". I had to get out fast before they thought I was trespassing. SO I shot strait up and flew away. In the same dream I saw a movie theater I recognize from several other dreams, I've seen it at least two other times. Every time I see it, it intrigues me and looks like something retro and old fashioned, or has that vibe to it. I think it is intriguing that I remember this place and it appears the same as if it was real somehow.