My family and I were going to Boston from Atlanta. We had driven most of the way, but when we got to the Massachusetts state line, we had to abandon our car and take a bus or train the rest of the way to the city. This was apparently a new state law: only Massachusetts residents could drive cars in Massachusetts.
We ended up on a very slow train-like bus. There was a conductor at the front who was trying to use the PA system to point out landmarks to us, but none of us could hear him.
I'm not sure if we ever reached the city. My family and I ended up in a hotel room somewhere along the way, and I was presented with a driver's training manual from my parents. They thought I was a terrible driver and needed to relearn my driving skills. I lay on a hotel bed and opened the book. It was full of pictures of animals. If I learned about the "smaller and simplest eukaryotic mammal" (the book thought it was the wombat), I would acquire basic driving skills as well. The book did not specfiy how the connection between driving and mammals was to be made in one's brain.
The rest of the book contained more advanced mammals. For example, if you were able to learn some basic facts about the red fox and the kanagroo, you would be on your way to learning defensive driving skills.
I was skeptical.
Later, my family and I were in a darkened restaurant somewhere in Massachusetts, seated at picnic tables and eating fries. My roommates, Em and Christina, were there too. Em's old boyfriend Matt was also there. Christina explained to me that Em was still keeping Matt around because she wanted to feel secure. She was also dating Dave, her current boyfriend. Dave and Matt didn't know about each other... at least not until we saw Dave walking through the door of the restaurant (which was made out of black trash bags). Everyone was pretty excited that we were going to see a showdown between the two guys, but the dream ended before it could begin.
