(This was written on 22/5/2002, but added to the site on 4/6/2002)

I had this weird dream overnight, the first in quite a while:

I was walking along a road with no cars. I thought it was the Pacific Highway, but for some reason it was in Victoria, near the Bolte Bridge. As time went on, it started to get dark. By the sides of the road there were thick trees, and the occasional gravestone (I had a feeling they were for war veterans). They started to infringe on the left most lane, to the point where it was unusable, and I was thinking "bloody VicRoads, why don’t they maintain this road properly?".

Then as I kept walking, they went back and the road was clear for a while, until it just fell away to a massive pit, maybe 100 metres wide/long. I looked at my mobile phone. The location said something like Calboolture – I don’t remember the exact name of the place, but somehow I knew it was in Queensland. Hmm, I’ve checked, it is indeed in Queensland.

Then the scene changed. I was on a city street. A sign above said "Bankstown", which I knew to be in Sydney. I sensed (but didn’t check) that I had no money, just my mobile phone. So I started writing a text message to Danielle, my friend in Sydney, to come and pick me up. Except I kept getting interrupted by a woman on the street trying to tell me something, it might have been about a shop around the corner.

Then I woke up!

By Daniel Bowen

Transport blogger / campaigner and spokesperson for the Public Transport Users Association / professional geek.
Bunurong land, Melbourne, Australia.
Opinions on this blog are all mine.