I'm in a large room with a huge geopolitical globe made of ornate wood flying a remote control toy plane with a camera on it. I have to shoot the opening sequence of a film, which pans across the Costa Rica part of the map. The whole dream takes place in a gigantic room, which must be a movie set.
I'm waking up in a sleeping bag. There is someone sleeping in a sleeping bag next to me. Much dust and tiny insects are hanging in the air, lit up by early morning sunbeams. A large and colorful caterpillar/sea slug is crawling through the air eating the insects and dust. It's very close to the person next to me and rather creepy looking.
I have to get up early to go buy shoes. A friend I used to date is coming with me. I buy some outlandish red shoes and wear them as we walk to breakfast. It's very early and the restaurant is just opening. One must climb a precarious wedge of bent and polished wood to reach the door to the restaurant - I'm having trouble keeping my balance. A waitress comes through the door at the top and swings to me on a red satin rope, handing me a second red satin rope when she reaches me. I'm supposed to swing across the space to reach the door, but also have trouble doing this.
The room is now a large artificial canyon with limestone wally. I see a missile hit the wall near the top of the canyon - it's not a real missile, but a model for the movie set. It knocks down a water tower at the top of the canyon. The water tower is supposed to be in Gaza or the West Bank. I worry that the water tower may come collapsing down on me.
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