The dream opened at Epcot. I'm not exactly sure who was there, but at least Anne, Michelle, Marie, Otis, and a special male friend of Anne's. We were split up. Anne, Anne's friend, and I were together and Michelle, Marie, and Otis were together. (Sorry Michelle). The big silver ball was situated on the edge of the park rather than at the entrance. My group walked by the ball and realized that there was no line. We thought we would jump in and ride it really quick before meeting back up with the rest of the group for dinner. I was worried that Michelle would be mad that we went without her. We walked into the ball, underneath it, and out into this big hay field. We were in our cars and driving our cars through the line, something they do when it's not very crowded. I saw where the long line would be - roped off snaking lines with the grass pushed aside where people would walk. I was surprised that there was any grass left at all, I'm still surprised. We got to the parking area and it was really confusing. There were no markings, we just free-form parked. I thought I understood the pattern, but when I parked I realized I was wrong. I tried again and it wasn't much better. I did the best I could to try to not block anybody else or myself in and I left the car. The ride we were expecting was It's a Small World combined with the leaning feeling of Spaceship Earth. We got into the ball and we had to go up this weird staircase ramp thing to get to where you board the ride. There were two of them and they were extremely steep, spiral "stairs" without treads. Instead of stair treads, they were made out of metal like a slide. It was metal you were supposed to walk up, it had a rough texture, but it was really almost straight up and down. I tried to go up but my tennis shoes were old and didn't have enough tread to get a grip. I kept trying but I couldn't go up. A family with kids and stroller went up, but I couldn't do it. I don't know how the family made it up there, it was almost impossible, almost straight up and down, and got steeper as you went up. Anyway, I couldn't ride the ride, I felt like a failure. I thought to myself that this is one of the lower-key Disney rides in existence, and I couldn't understand why it was so hard to board such a family friendly ride. Anne and her friend had gone up a different staircase and I was separated from them at this point. I left the ride an I was thinking about how I could kill a little time before meeting everybody else for dinner. I was walking through the park and I saw the queen of England. She was walking by herself and seemed pretty relaxed. I started walking with her and I offered her my arm when the ground was uneven. It was very much like being with my grandmother, but it was definitely Queen Elizabeth. One strange thing was that I didn't know what to call her. In my dream, she wasn't the Queen anymore, Kate was the Queen. I felt like if I called her anything other than My Queen or Your Majesty that I would be offending her (like Cersei Lannister), so I tried to avoid calling her anything that might bother her. We were chatting about our hobbies and interests. I asked her if she likes antiques. She said yes, but I remembered that I didn't have anything interesting to follow that up with. I tried to remember what I had seen in The Crown and I asked her about her little Corgis. Something about the walk was unpleasant, maybe the terrain, heat, or impending rain. I see my car in the distance and I ask her if she wants to get in there and sit and we can find her palace aids to take her home. She took me up on the offer. I'm worried about the car being a mess, but when we get there, it's not a car at all, it's a bed. It's a bed that moves around like a raft. Cool. So we get in the bed, the sheets are clean and comfortable, everything is good, and the mattress slides off. I'm so embarrassed, but I have to get the queen out of the bed so I can put the mattress back on. We get situated. The end.
The second section was still at Epcot, sort of. It was like an extreme Epcot. The world area around the lake was much larger. It was more like having a city that was nothing but "Little Such-and-Such" neighborhoods full of natives. It was so large that there was a bus line that ran from neighborhood to neighborhood. The dream opened with me at a party somewhere and I realized that my husband was angry with me and had fled to the neighborhood of his home country. I was trying to get to that neighborhood to find him. I remember taking a bus for part of it, but the most vivid part of the journey was me trying to cross a swollen creek. Everybody said I couldn't do it, so I was determined to cross without getting my feet wet. I thought I could swing on a branch, land backwards on a huge log, and jump across. I got as far as swinging on the branch, but I couldn't quite line up on the log to land. The end.
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