A dream
Excellent dream last night: I was living in some sort of ramshackle lakeside town, with various clusters of (impressively large) huts and lean-tos served by a rack-and-pinion railway, even though the topography was mostly flat.
You needed a ticket to ride the train and there was one station that I couldn’t access form the front but managed to access by riding the train all the way around the habitats.
I was floating on a boat in the middle of the lake when the Red Arrows began a display overhead, with one of the jets apparently being semi-acquatic, as it took a shallow dive into the water and beneath our boat, only to appear on the other side and take off into the sky once again.
Not sure why, but this dream made me extremely happy.
Mahalo.
