Aluminium piano, an amusement ride through an Asian family's house

I'm playing a single piano with a friend, we're writing music for a performance. We have a disagreement - I think we should switch sides sometimes, my friend thinks I should always sit on the right.

I'm riding a bike on a bike path through a marsh, pulling the piano behind me. The piano is made of aluminum and looks like a Jettson's style baby grand. I have to pedal very slowly and deliberately to keep the piano on the path behind me. I stop in the middle of the swamp and start playing - I'm improvising and amazed at what I'm coming up with - beautiful melodic stanzas and abstract percussive ones. A group of black men dressed like Depression era farmers stop and listen to me. They really enjoy the music too.

I'm volunteering for some sort of charity event that involves hauling truckloads of stuff from one place to another. Several coworkers and friends are there. Three huge trucks that we'll use arrive and an organizer decides that instead of making three trips with three tucks we'll make nine trips with one.

I'm the driver of the truck when it's full. The truck is actually like a combination of as truck, a train and an amusement park ride. One has to be careful to steer it so it stays on the rails. The route we take is along the side of a mountain and at one point, there is a particularly tricky stretch that goes in through a Southeast Asian family's home.

On the way back down, we drive on the side of the road that has the steep drop-off. I wonder whether I should be driving as I'm a better driver. There doesn't seem to be any loading or unloading to be done, it seems to happen on it's own, everyone is just stand around on a loading dock, then gets in the truck when it's ready to go.

A blond girl is sitting on the floor. I ask if I can "get in her bubble", meaning enter her personal space. I sit next to her and neither one of us says anything, I'm attracted to her. I roll over, across a guy laying next to her and I say, "There, I was in his bubble too."

Now I'm walking around naked, nobody seems to notice and I'm only a little uncomfortable. I wonder why I'm naked and realize I'm starting to get an erection. I put pants on.

On this loaded trip - the last one - someone else drives. I am sitting next to the new driver as I have experience. It's an open-air cab - as explained before, the vehicle is more like an amusement park ride in ways - like the a ride through a haunted house or magic land at a fair. As we slowly wind into and through the Asian family's home, the family tries to give us Christian literature and sell us Christian books. The driver is distracted and we go off the rails immediately after exiting the house. I see we'll roll over into some large trees and hope they stop a fall all the way down the slope.