China

Last night, I dreamt the kids were all grown and out and my wife and I took a trip to China, something we do in fact hope to do some day.

In the part of the dream I remember most, just before I woke up, we were somewhere in central China and somewhat northernly. We had come in south, possibly through Hong Kong and then traveled northward and slightly to the east, to some place near Xian.

We stayed with a family up there for a few days, and it was my impression that the people there were a lot friendlier than those down south who seemed to be a lot more commercial for lack of a better word.

While we were there I thought I had been there for about eleven days. I should call home and let my mother know we are there, for some reason I said nothing before we left. However, we were outside the city and we the phone system was weird.

The father of the family asked how long I planned to stay in China, and I said as long as money would allow but at some point I would need to return to business at home.

I don't have any recollection of thinking about this at all in the day proceeding. The only remote tie that I can think of is that I have a friend who is Chinese, or actually Taiwanese, who I had spoken to earlier that evening and was a bit worried about.