No matter how much I dream about tricky travel, I keep coming up with new variations, but then sometimes the themes repeat. One example was in the past week, where one night I dreamt I was in Baltimore and didn't have the fare to get back home. Shortly after that, I had another dream wherein I was in Maryland, and that time although I had the money in my account, I didn't have my credit or debit card, and my friend Ralph offered to help.
But then last night I had one that took the cake. In waking life, our friend Greg was visiting us, and we expected to go to a craft fair the next day. In the dream we were still expecting to go to that fair, but in the meantime we were at a reception party for an engagement between my sister and Mark Levine. Some people were at a table doing some form of divination involving food in a tank like a fish tank. Anyway, this was a strange affair in that the reception was before the ceremony, and just then I realized I still needed to dress fancy for the ceremony and go there before we'd go to the craft fair. First I had to get my car out of the courtyard of the catering hall, and then I realized I couldn't've driven it in there, because the only way out was up some steps. However, I was easily able to carry my car up the steps, because it turned out to be a kiddie car.
Then I realized I didn't know where we were going, so I went back in and asked the other guests, who were all strangers to me, where the ceremony was to be held. Everybody said it was nearby and easy to get to. But where? I tried to narrow it down by asking whether it was even in the same state, New Jersey, and everybody said yes. One person said it was in a town named Titty. But I tried looking it up online, and there was no such town in NJ. Somebody else said they thought it was at a high school named Titty or Tittie, but I couldn't find that either. I thought maybe that was short for Titicut, but no luck with that either. Somebody else said it was in Ocean City, and I thought it might've been the place by that name on the Jersey shore, but the animated computer readout had us going across the state toward the shore, then turning south on the Garden State Parkway, taking a ferry from Cape May, and...Ocean City, Maryland?! (There's Maryland again.) No, can't be. So I asked the guests whether they'd gotten invitations with directions. Just blank stares as everybody realized nobody knew where we were going, and I guess I was the first to think of it. So I found Mark Levine and asked him, and even he couldn't tell me. I woke up before I got to asking my sister.