Dream of England

As I try to type this out, it is very early in the morning. I have not had breakfast, and I just woke up less than 5 minutes ago. I decided to try to write this out early as it is fresh in my mind. Some of it I already forgot, but I will do my best to explain in best detail, and in the sequence it was in.

To start out my dream, I was dreaming of something completely different before I even thought about England. For some reason I was thinking about a fake mission in Grant Theft Auto IV, where I started out on the edge of some highway, and I was to make it to another island on a boat with high waves. When I was suppose to get off the boat, and swim to the island to get back on the highway, the waves would take me very far. But as I did it the waves took me a bit too far, and that is somehow the way I ended up in England. I do know that in GTA IV, the game is set in Liberty City, which in America, would be knows as New York, New York. I guess the waves made me go across however many thousands of miles to England, but it was a dream. It's not suppose to be realistic. Anyhow, in my dream, the United States and the United Kingdom were boarder countries.

When the waves took me too far, it got sort of dark out. Not like midnight dark, but like 6:00 evening dark. I was on the edge of a shoreline. Now the waves were much smaller, and I felt like I was in a completely different place. I got out of the water, and then I was on a road; a very quiet road, there was not a peep around. A while later there was this really big RV. The RV came by me, and I stood in front of it like you do in GTA when you are about to steal a vehicle. For some reason, somehow I got in the RV and I went to the second floor. I am still thinking that this is some kind of GTA game, so for some reason when I was on the second floor, shot a man in the way back on the second floor. I then alerted the others, and as they came up, I shot them too. (Some Dream)

When I came out of the RV, I had 1 star, and at this time, I guess I was somewhere in England. The scenery looked different, and there were no more waves at sea. It was more like a creek, it had very calm waters. The police did nothing to try to arrest me, they just looked at me. They might have not known what I did; but I am sure at least one of them did know. That is why I do the next crazy part and I get in a small row boat alongside the creek. The Creek was deep, though I never got into the creek, I know from some guy, or maybe police I'm not sure who he was, fell in. As I got in the row boat, there was like another person who just spawned out of nowhere in the same boat as me. He was a person from England, I could easily tell because he had an accent, (Even though you can't tell from hearing, because you can't hear anything in a dream) and he showed me his house, later in the story.

As we are rowing through the creek, I see many old things, they are not as normal for me, but normal for the guy sitting beside me because he lived around the area. This brings me to the silly part where the US and England are right next to each other, because when you look at a map, there is a big ocean that is between us. As I reached the end of the creek, there was this gate that had a sign that read "Boarder between England and United States". I could tell that it was a very old gate, because it looked so easy to climb, there was just a small master lock that kept the gate shut. I mean anyone who wanted to could have blot cutters and cut the lock and make it through. But I am guessing that the point was not to keep it shut, but just to announce that this is the boarder on the creek.

Now from here I was looking at the houses through the gate and the houses on my side (England), and I was looking at the difference. The houses in the United States were newer, and bigger. But the houses in England were technically smaller, and older, but still very beautiful. On this one house, there was this beautiful plant. It was yellow, and bloomed very well. I got out my iPhone to take a picture of it. At this time, because of the gate, we had to turn around.
As we kept on rowing through we made a right turn into the more in town like place. There were many more houses, roads, and people in this area. As we made the right turn, we stopped at the edge of the road, and there was a vehicle waiting for us. I got in, and yes the steering wheel was on the right, but people did not drive on the left side, it was more in the middle, because it was a small road, and very old. It did not have the stripes on the road, to separate the two sides.

We drove for a short amount of time before we ended at his place. I got to go in, and when I got in, There was no one there, except for myself, him, and two dogs. He went upstairs, and I went to explore the house, because these houses are much different than the US houses. So, this interested me. I found some things different in the living room, there were no electronics. In the hallway, there were the two dogs, and they did not like me. When I walked passed them, they would growl and show their teeth. So, I just backed away from them and went elsewhere.
This brings me to the end, and that is the bathroom. It's silly, but I just went to the bathroom, and woke up.

I have why I had this dream. I know that a bunch of the things I mentioned in this story are wrong. Like how the US and England are boarders, and how much of the things in England are old, and much in the US is new. I might have just went with this because England is much older than the US, and that's why. But I thought this was interesting because in a way, I got to explore England a bit, even though everything was probably wrong: like the houses, roads, creek, boarder gate, and everything else. But now I really want to visit England.