Dreaming of Italy

So I dreamt I was in Italy last night with a group bus tour, and that my sister was with me, and the director of the tour was my Hangzhou program’s director.  We went on a flight simulation ride in some museum; the ride was incredibly realistic. 

When we left the museum, we went back to our room; everybody was leaving to catch the charter bus, but I needed to reorganize my stuff.  I wanted to leave some stuff behind, but couldn’t bear to leave behind any of the books I had bought.  I was rushing to grab my stuff, but I got way behind the group.  Finally I got my stuff together and ran after the group; I passed a man who told me to take a taxi, and when I arrived just in time to see the bus leave for the airport, I realized he was right. 

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