I was at a pool party when I had to use the restroom. I went into a place that was more like a surf store. Unable to see a restroom anywhere I headed back outside. There was a guy selling bottled water but I wasn’t thirsty. Near the door was a rack of boogie boards. One of them was very hairy.
When I stepped outside I was 75 miles away from the pool so I had to drive back. The other cars on the highway were very weird. Some old-fashioned, some futuristic. Many were going slower than I wanted to go.
After fighting traffic for a while I came upon a teenager lying in the left lane of the highway. He seemed to have fallen out of the back of a pickup truck. Another vehicle had stopped ahead of him and a girl was running back with a medical kit. I really didn’t care so I kept going.
Right up ahead all the traffic had stopped. They started putting 2×4 boards across the road to slow the cars of anyone trying to continue on. I had to tip-toe through the matrix of boards like a football player steps through tires during practice. The fact that I was still moving ahead instead of stopping and worrying about the teenager in the road was pissing people off. Well, they were pissing me off because I still had many miles to go to get back to the party.
I finally came to a point where there were no stopped people and was looking forward to driving again. There was a checkpoint like in an airport. There was a security guy there using a metal detector wand on me as I held up my arms. He asked me a question but I couldn’t understand him due to the noise and his mumbling. I asked him to repeat the question and he mumbled it again. Still not understanding I asked again for him to repeat. Yet again I could not figure out what he was asking. I finally just said “no.” Apparently that was not the right answer.
I woke up.