Three people, two women and one man, are traveling on trains and planes. It’s the 1920s. They are dressed in very fashionable clothing, and out on adventures in South America and the Middle East.
This is one of those dreams that almost seems more like a movie than a typical dream. I don’t think “I” was in the dream, apart from as an intimate observer and experiencer of what was happening. There were a lot of details in the dream, especially in the interactions between the people, that I don’t remember. I only have a memory of the richness of it.
Now and then I have dreams like these. Most of my dreams have an “I” as a dream figure. These other ones are more movie like, although no less rich and intimate.