At one time in my life I cleaned hotels. Well, this one hotel and it was a two week thing but it's still stuck in my head. I don't travel very much so I'm betting that every thing just adds up and these kind of dreams blurt it out:
I'm standing in a lift. It's going up. Everything is very pretty, clean metal, marble walls, super size mirror and dim lights. Perfect ambience and soft music that you can smell (it smells like wild flowers in morning mist)... mmm :)
I have three different keys. All to hotel rooms. The lift stops and I get out. I'm at a hotel lounge.
Me: "Äää... this IS the 7. floor, right?" I'm talking to myself but someone behind answers "yes, there's the check in and there are your friends." I don't look who spoke, I just stare at my friends. I've never seen them before but they seem to know me.
Me: "I have keys..."
Them (2 men with dark suits): "Yes, we are all sleeping in seperate hotels but this hotel bunch is connected through this huge lounge. All check ins and check outs go through here so we can keep an eye on each other."
Me: "How clever." I'm wondering which room would be nicest for me but I don't get to choose. The guys take their room keys and dissapear to their lifts.
I go to my room. I got the Casino hotel. It's decorated like a huge casino or a cruise ship. Even the lifts have a "sea view" (plasma screen) but I notice that they also have a toilet in them. I guess it's a TALL building if you have the luxury of peeing in the lifts. I decide not to try the toilet since I'd have to lock the lift door or just chance it :D
My room is a Japanese style luxury suite. Gold and black are the two main colors and all the tables have fresh flowers on them. Perfect copies of old Japanese dressers and side tables are located in specific Feng Shui manner... I can smell the freshness of the tatami mats.
Me: "...nice :) ..." I have no idea why I'm travelling with those men or why we have to stay in seperate but connected hotels. I go back to the lift and press "restaurant deck". Maybe I'll find something to eat this time...
The dream ended in a gun fight at the rastaurant deck. My "friends" were robbing the place and I got NOTHING to eat :(
Stupid dream!!! :O
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