Dreams #43

Written 12/15/08

Last night I dreamed I was working in an R.V. Park and campground. It was a very military or even prison type atmosphere.
I was with a couple who were very playful and "they" worked in or owned some type of communal living, maybe a hostel. We were having fun but We talked about how I should get back to work because My bosses were very demanding and unreasonable.
We started strolling through the R.V. park discussing how important the lush green lawn and other foliage was.
The park/campground transitioned into a Renaissance type theme and there were strolling minstrels who acted as security guards and a shire sheriff who could be called if there was any actual trouble. SomeOne walked thru the park wearing a wooden yoke with a pot of soup or stew hanging from One end and a pail of hot, homemade biscuits hanging from the other.
This food was provided free to everyOne and someOne else was walking around selling alcohol at very low prices and the campers wanted that to be free also. SomeOne explained why the alcohol had to be sold at minimal prices and everyOne was happy and having a good time.
I think I was One of travelling minstrels or bards. I know that I enjoyed working in this park much more than in the first One.