Mansion Butler
Active Member
I pretty much had the same dream growing up. Usually for me, something would keep going wrong, like my mom would keep forgetting things and w'ed have to get back on the monorail and go back to the car. Then, right before we'd go in to the Tiki Room, I'd wake up.As a kid, I used to have a re-occuring dream that I was at the park with my parents, and dying to go on rides, but before anything we were made to sit and eat some slow 3 course lunch at Plaza Inn and watch the other kids having fun out the window while they chatted and finished. When they finally did, and we headed outside, I always woke up.