OH YEAH…
There’s something I’ve been meaning to put down into writing, but haven’t had the chance to (okay… haven’t remembered to) do until now.
I had a dream about the hotel we stayed at in Montreal, months before we actually stayed there. When I saw it the day we went, I was so freaked out, but of course kept it to myself.
You have to walk up a long set of stairs to get to the front desk, then around another set to hit the rooms. This was not shown in pictures on the website, and I had no idea what the layout of the hotel was. But I had a dream months ago that I was at THAT hotel. Something completely unrelated was happening in the dream (most of which I don’t even remember now).
All I know what that I dreamt that fucking hotel. Right down to the loose bar on the railing (that was the scariest thing that happened. As I was walking up, I remembered the part of the dream where as you reached the top of the stairs before the curve, there was a loose railing that I almost fell off of. As we were walking up with our luggage, I paused and looked to see that there was wire holding part of the railing together. I touched it, and it swivelled).
This is totally random and weird, I know. But I thought it was so fucked up.
