I don’t remember the beginning of the dream. I had some adventures with some friends. We were supposedly in China. It was the end of the day, and we were ready to go home.

Even though we were in China, we were actually in the halls of Hillsborough High School. We hailed a cab (yes, we hailed a Chinese taxi in the halls of the school) to take us back to a hotel or something. I sat in the front and had to tell the driver where to go. I was a bit confused (drunk, maybe?) and had trouble remembering the best way to go. I ended up directing the driver down a hall which ended in a staircase, so he couldn’t drive any further. We decided to get out there, since we were almost back.

Soon after, on the way home, we ended up in a convenience store to buy drinks and snacks (also in the halls of the high school). While there I suddenly realized I wasn’t wearing any shoes. I must have taken them off in the cab. I ran back to catch the taxi, but he was already gone.