Last night I was involved in some kind of long road trip. I should have left early but found myself somewhere unfamiliar at night. Sarah, someone else and I decided to go for a swim in the river. I could hear motor boats from afar and they created little waves that came towards us. There were big fake elephants in the water, like toys you could sit on. I sat on one of them and reassured myself that the size of the thing meant that the water wasn't that deep.
It got darker. Sarah and my other companion wanted to cross the river swimming and I followed. I was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was and how it felt so good to do, and it wasn't scary after all. There was a lot of tree canopy covering the sky.
Much earlier I remember being in a large house I thought was my grandmother's, and I had found a bedroom for me and another companion to sleep in. I was watching television, waiting for an x-rated movie to come on, but I knew people would be walking back and forth because the bedroom was situated that way. There were two bathrooms on either side, large and comfortable. And way too many people milling through the house.