Big Morning (빅 모닝)

I don't remember all of what was going on in the wider scene, but I was looking at a CD cover for a Moody Blues album while in the middle of a conversation with either Greg or Dad. The album title was written in English, but below that, the band name was phonetically transcribed from English into the Korean alphabet. Except what was written there was "빅 모닝" -- "Big Morning". Apparently they used a different band name in Korea.

The picture on the album cover was, I think, a cityscape photo, taken from the opposite side of a river bisecting the city. I think it was near sunset.

Dorm guitar party, sunset hill tablet reading, neighborhood road trip

I'm near my dorm room (having come from the stairs?) and someone tells me to take my guitar, cause we're heading to the attic of another dorm/building (not, as one girl suggested, the secondary or alternate dorm.) I bring my amp, too.

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Sunset: Dry grassy hill descending from a dorm to the road; not straight smooth hill but had "snake lines" running through it causing slight mounds and height variations. Written on a flat vertical edge at the end of the hill near the road are tablet-like readings which I am looking at. At one point I am changing locations to read more tablets; I sit so that my feet dangle over the edge, facing the road. To my right I see standing on the hill (with another person) Queca from high school Spanish class.

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Road trip? Don't want to be racist - something about a white spare tire. We drive in the van and remotely control the 4Runner to drive in front of us. Due to swerving a cop lectures alongside us on "Valleywood Drive". Finally leaves. We speed up as we approach "Cavalier Drive" -- now clearly a sandy/dirt path w/ large conifers on either side. We head (to the right) to some building. We speed up because the song is changing. We get out of the van and begin singing "I Get Around". I stop at the left to fix a sandal while beginning to sing. Many girls are there, in summer clothes. I catch up w/ the other singers, continuing to sing. Something about chestnuts....

World tour dream

Okay, here's my World Tour Dream.. I hope you like it, I just dreamt it last night.

Alright... It started out on what seemed to be a South Pacific island... the people there (seemed like Hawaiians or some Native American culture) had just lost an important leader. They sent him out towards the rising sun on a small boat... actually, more of a raft, it was kind of triangular, with sort of a double point at the bow.. anyway.. this is where some strange narrator stepped in and said something like that they watched it while the sun was rising, etc, then the sun set, interestingly still on the same side of the sky, so that the boat was still to be seen going into the setting sun... anyway, I got bored of that... I wondered where I was.

I looked around the horizon and I saw, not very far away at all, what looked like the Washington Monument... I decided to be there, by what means I'm not sure. I was there. It was an average sized white obelisk on sort of an average sized brick base.. There was a nearby building that resembled the Capitol building in shape but was painted vividly in black, green and gold.. maybe some other colors too. Anyway...

I suddenly appeared at the foot of a hill... there was nothing much to either side of me, my attention was focused up the hill. At the top was a little building on the right side, and behind the building to both sides were some woods covering the hilltop. I look at the sign in front of me at the foot of the hill... bla bla yada yada "Omaha, Owao." Wow. I've been getting around.

An Indian fellow (modern) comes out of the building, followed by several Native American (also modern) kids who are messing around fighting.. they run down the hill, and down a path to the left of me.. they don't get more than 10 feet away before they turn around. One little girl asks me what color I think one of the other girls' hair looks like. So I tell her, it's bright blond with faint green streaks.. I then notice that the underside of the hair is dyed purple.. So I add that.

Then Becky C comes out of nowhere from the right side of the scene. She tells me I'm supposed to be presenting my thing about Indians... right... So I follow her back and somehow I end up back in school... not Woodbridge... some classroom I've never been in... I can't really describe it other than it was small, colored like Woodbridge, and had stadium seating facing the blackboard... I said something dismissive about Native American behavior and walked out.

Now I'm at a short field at the end of which is a thin line of trees. I decide when I walk through those trees I will end up in France. And that's exactly what happens... I think. I'm at the top of a hill now, looking down at an area full of houses. To my left is what I figure must be the English Channel... even though it's rather small, I can easily see the other side. I take note of some big blue cylindrical buildings on the other side, which I figure must be holding oil, and based on that I confirm that I am in France, and England is right across the water.

So, these houses I see down the hill... are odd.. I don't know how to describe them... They're shaped like the average single family home, but on the edges they've got a touch of oriental architecture to them.. that's all I can say.

I walk down near the Channel. Right before it is what seems to be a man made stream of some sort... concrete floors all around, boat after boat going downstream. Right next to this downstream/downhill flow, not separated, was a weaker upstream/uphill flow.. where they met there was a bit of water hitting... not much, no whirlpools or anything. So, for going upstream, there is a little place where you can jump down into these extremely tiny boats and be taken upstream.

We (me and some people I must know but don't remember... I think maybe my brothers and some lady I know) go there and are about to take some boats when the guy working there draws a gun out at someone behind us. Apparently, the guy had been holding a gun while approaching the ride. He promptly dropped the gun and went over to the guy working there.. he tried to explain it off... the working guy went over and picked up the gun.. I suppose he was going to give it back after the ride was over...

So, we took the ride.. these boats are really really really small.. they're like, inflatable. I have no idea how we stayed afloat. Anyway, we went upstream a bit, until we got to a kind of belt.. thing... like the things on water rides at theme parks... it lifted us up, almost vertically... kind of scary. When we got to the top, we were right in front of Antietam Elementary. I jumped out onto the sidewalk. Someone started playing Tequila and I woke up. (No, my alarm clock didn't go off.)