Dream Journal morning of 3/21/07
I remember that Addie, Jeff and I were driving down the road in Barcelona that curves around Mount Tibidabo. Addie and I recognized it, and I told her to take a quick detour and take us up Mount Tibidabo. Addie was driving. We all agreed it would be nice. So we make the turn up the road, but the road begins to spiral tightly upwards. For some reason, we are in a big old silver-blue SUV. The spiraling pathway to the top is becoming too narrow and too steep, and we are at a ridiculously high altitude at this point. Addie's trying to make the corner, but the SUV couldn't turn tightly enough, so we drove off the edge. We came crashing down front-first into a house. The SUV is totalled and there is a massive hole that we fell through in the roof of the house, and the house itself is also totally jacked up from our entry. We are all unharmed, but we're unsure as to how we will get home and how we will explain this to the home owner. A bunch of Barcelona teenagers arrive, and they tell us not to worry and that they will handle it. We all get on the couch and are covered in blankets. Then, some people show up that are going to help remove the car and clean up / repair the house. They are also a band / entertainment troupe. We are treated to music and comedy while the house is being repaired. It was a very odd dream.
Mount Tibidabo!
Mount Tibidabo!