Cars, Rivers, and Dancing in the Rain

After a couple of strange dreams throughout the night, I managed to have one worth telling.

First, I started my teaming up in  a campground/business park with a man who really knew how to do business. I was supposed to be at a family reunion, but my cousins' grandma was a little scary, so I was avoiding her. Anyway, this business man was at first a con man in my mind, but really he just knew what he was doing. We ended up selling gold cars to people instead of the dealership selling them, and though our customers paid more, they got a better quality car, and we made more money. By the end of the day, he and I (along with our third partner) were sixteen million dollars richer.

After we celebrated, though I don't remember how we did that exactly, everyone went to bed. I was supposed to be sleeping in my tent, but our third partner, who was apparently my best friend, had died and was now a ghost in the giant bedroom where everyone else was sleeping, and all I wanted to do was to sleep there with her. So I went back to the tent to grab my stuff and my camera.

At one  point, though I'm not sure how this all fits in, I ended up spending a good deal of time with another family at the campground, and they had a ton of the most adorable kids all dressed up in little outfits.

Anyway, when I got to the tent, it started to rain. A lot. Which meant that the river started to rise quickly, and everyone in the campground had to scramble to get their stuff to higher ground before they were swept away. Since everyone in my family was  up at the bedroom, I was the only one who could save our stuff. I spent a lot of time trying to keep the boat and the kayak from washing away, which wasn't exactly easy. I ended up having to deflate the kayak and tie it around a tree, and then hold on to the boat as best I could.

Once morning came with an absolutely amazing sunset (best picture in my head right now), the rest of my family returned, and I looked down the river to see every single family at the campground all dressed up in a different style raincoat per family.

Then, in the strangest part of the dream, I remembered that we were in India, because a whole bunch of people dressed in traditional Indian clothing (very colorful) came out and started doing one of those cool dances they do. I really don't know why, though.