It starts with me walking through the woods – mossy, moist, green and dark brown, lots of uprooted trees. Large and medium snakes EVERYWHERE – 3 or so species, all have rattlers.

Monastic cousin #1 appears temporarily with a close up photo (moving photo?) of a large rattler slithering away off of a fallen tree “See! If you are nice to them and don't frighten them, they will leave you alone!”

I end up in an oval/square room with a soft soil floor. Little plastic grey things poke out of the soil. A small pile/wall of dirt circles something like a concrete-walled room in the middle of this larger room; the soil slopes gently downward and forms another raised ring around the edge of the main room. A reptile exhibit covers the entire floor ~25% lizards and 75% snakes, all different species dried, dead, and local – not all rattlers. But there are some live snakes amongst them, and I have to be careful where I walk.  My fish tank sits outside one side of the smaller room, larger and with 7-8 fish, all rosy barbs of different shapes/sizes (with realistic morphologies) I don't know if I'm coming from or going to the middle room (whose entrance faces away from me) or coming from/going to the opposite side of the large room. Either way, I have to circle half the reptile display/room, watching where I walk. I approach my tank, it's sitting on a circular glass tabletop that's on a long rectangular table. I accidentally push against the tabletop and hoards and hoards of snakes, all live, different species, local, start pouring out from between the tabletop and table...eventually even just appearing to come from the table. They form a river across this part of the room so I decide to circle back around. But more snakes are out and it's dangerous/difficult to walk around. Ad eventually comes in and asks if this reptile display is a problem – I say not really, except the hoard of snakes pouring out from under my fish tank.

Next thing I know, the room is cleared of reptiles...

I'm outside a building and Hiker T shows me 2 Yelp elite event descriptions on his smartphone and asks which I would pick to go to. I say I don't know, but probably the East one just because it's probably closer. Some images of girls in lacey snow flake dresses walk in somewhere with a christmas tree (possible leather and lace theme).

I'm in a small room with a few arcade games – 3ish other people standing near me, talking. I start searching for lost coins and get pretty lucky, mostly finding them outside the game machines on the floor in holes where wires are exposed. Ad walks in, grabs some coins that I was about to, puts them in a sandwich bag, and adds his pile of coins to them. Then he demands that the pens in the lab be labeled. Mate H and I are trying to reason with him – why do they need to be labeled? ; So that I know what task the pens are used for; there is only one type of pen used for everything and maybe chalk for chalkboards and markers for whiteboards; what about the ball point pens for undergraduates? Those need to be labeled; why don't we just put those in a separate container? ; No, they need to be labeled and in the same container so that I can find a pen quickly.  Ad disappears, Mate H and I think it's so much faster to look at a pen and know what it is than read a label on the pen. I think we eventually label the pens "# LLLLLLL"

I have 11-13 bunnies. Dad puts them in the back yard. I fear Puddles will kill them. I look into the garage and think I see the bunnies squeeze under the door, running from or watching out for something, but it's actually a hoard of fluffy cats. I go to our sliding doors to find the bunnies. Dad is there, they're fine. “see” - 8 white ones lined up in 2 lines of 4 are sitting in an elongated flower pot filled with soil. Several bunnies in the back move and I get worried as I see a grey one looking slightly flattened underneath, but he's fine...other bunnies are on the roof playing...all bunnies are playing, dad is gardening, 2 large puppies are between dad and the bunnies, watching the bunnies.

<I wake up to write the above>

We're going skydiving or fake skydiving. I have to leave most of my things here on the floor and only take small valuables – this place looks like someone's home converted into an office. As we leave, I realize that I have forgotten something and worry about it the whole time. I get back and other people have come but it's still there – my camera, sitting outside it's case under a wood chair next to a child. We then eat the lunch provided by the company (we may have opted for a multiple-jump package)...3 simmering pots of hot chunky soup are on the stove, 2 vegetarian, 1 meat+veggies, a bunch of stuff on the wood table. I take a little of each soup...