It is 6:24 AM on Monday, December 6th, 2021. I had a series of vivid dreams last night and wanted to get the most interesting one of them down before the busy day begins.
I was on a plane heading to the UK for a study abroad program and the plane was full of classmates. Well, over Iceland we ran into a “polar vortex” and the plane was having a lot of trouble, almost in danger of crashing. We were flying low through some nordic city which I could only assume to be Reykjavic. I made sure to mark it on Google Maps on my phone so I could look it up later when I had internet. On an airplane Google Maps will show your location sometimes but without connectivity you cannot do much else. When I say low I mean flying between the buildings downtown which in my dream were between 5 story and 30 story large red brick buildings. The buildings seemed like a mix between a major US city and the north pole with neither side having too much influence on the other.
We were all pretty afraid as we could see the workers in the buildings and were just hoping the captain would get us through without crashing into one. We came out of the city, gained some altitude but then it was hopeless and we needed to land. We landed near a small, isolated town on the coast which was very charming and would have been a major tourist attraction if it had not been so isolated between vast tundra and an icy sea.
All 170 students exited the plane and we were pretty much on our own. I went with a larger group and although I don’t speak Icelandic I was confident that someone would understand Spanish, French or Japanese. We all spread out a little to try and find some help or at least accommodations as it was night. The town was lit up for Christmas with beautiful decor everywhere. The townspeople were amazed that all of a sudden a huge amount of college students appeared out of nowhere. I passed by a cafe and ended up speaking French to a few of the inhabitants sipping their drinks in the warmth of the cafe.
The conversation was pleasant but didn’t amount to much except for me explaining what we were doing there. I then went next door and found a hostel. The owner didn’t speak English but when I mentioned “Français, Español, Japanese,” he brought out a Japanese women who was his wife. I was relieved, explained our situation but unfortunately they only had four available rooms.
I then found myself outside of that cafe again and a crowd of about 20 of us students had gathered there around a fire. I remember they were smiling and enjoying the ambiance of this charming town although the night was cold and we may be stuck for a while.
As for my interpretation and reasoning, I always have a “problems with the plane” dream when I’m stressed or anxious. It just so happens I have a lot of work to get done today after being off for two weeks.
In marking that nordic city in maps, well, I recently did this on my trip to Dallas. I always enjoy looking down and wondering who lives there, especially in very remote places. On the trip to Dallas we flew over a desolate looking desert town that brought to mind Tatooine from Star Wars. I took a picture and looked it up later.
This is Pahrump Nevada. I had expected it to be an abandoned town and was surprised to see it has a population of 36,174. In reading the Wikipedia entry I was also surprised that it does have some interesting things about it but not surprised that they do things such as banning foreign flags.
