so I had this dream where I was in <some word starting with C (something like Confidence, but I don't think that was it)>, Mexico, it was a small town on the coast. I don't know why I was there, but I guess someone else had just moved there. I was with my whole family and for whatever reason I guess I was trying to get to Wyoming, so I went north and soon I had to start flying otherwise it'd take forever just walking. And then I found this place which had bushes with flowers, and it was a lush green depression between two hills (not exactly a valley, more of a crater). I guess someone mentioned something about roller coasters a bit earlier and then there were low quality lines running through the depression, of different pastel colors. I assumed them to be virtual roller coaster "plans" I guess. They ran into each other and crossed over each other and stuff. Then it started to rapidly turn to night (it was like noon for the previous whole time). So I decided to take a picture of these really cool blue flowers, but it was too dark so I had my mom get out a light and then I took a picture and they were yellow (wat). It became afternoon and somehow I got to some geysers by a lake and I sat there for a little bit waiting for my dad to get off work (wat) and then we went to these other ones by a river, I forget what it was called but it happened to be under the river cause it had rained a lot. It got dark (and overcast) this time and I slid down this rock that was almost like a platform by the geyser because I hadn't yet noticed that the path to it was under water, so I was hanging off of this level area of solid rock trying to pull myself up and somehow there was a large plastic slab on top of it so grabbing on was difficult. Next thing I know, the two rivers beside me (two? how? I think they run into each other like 20m away but I'm not for certain) get this wave of water coming down and they start to be like, really dirty rapids, and I manage to pull myself up. I somehow got back to... I guess the house I was staying at up there, it must have been my grandparents' cause they were there... but they don't live in a city just by geysers, cause that doesn't exist in North America. So then, I decide to ride my bike down the street to the overflowing river, and I go to this place and hear this story of some guy... but it's being narrated, I'm not talking to him. I cross a road or two in this small town and go inside a small building that just has a bathroom and showers and on the other side is a patio with people talking and a white fence, and the patio is covered. There are a few people swimming in the overflowed river which has calmed down a ton (the surface is like glass) but is still nearly-overflowing. THe people swimming happen to be swimming with dolphins and orcas in a river maybe only 15m wide. I record it with my camera but the camera records something slightly different. The same subject but almost as if it was at a different time. The people and dolphins are in different locations.
And then I woke up.
