AnonyJ
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Because the phenomenon I am describing doesn't quite fit into the existing threads about dreams or dreaming, I thought I'd start one! Please do move or merge if you think otherwise dear Mods
Had a funny-weird dream this morning!
Me & Mr Joolz were flying to a Portuguese island called 'Santa Maria' on a smallish plane although it was mostly the usual dreamy nonsense (ie plane was the size of a living room, the flight took about 20 minutes and most of the dream was about chasing a bag of toiletries left at the airport) I distinctly remember the name of the island, that it belonged to Portugal, the mini island-style airport etc etc. plus arriving in broad sunshine even though it was (according to my dream-watch) about 2am. No tea or coffee in the dream hotel rooms apparently, what a shocker!
The weird thing is... on a whim I looked it up and Santa Maria is the southernmost island in The Azores, is a Portuguese territory and is known for its sunny and warm climate. I knew there was a group of islands called 'The Azores' and it was somewhere in the Atlantic but as far I knew, that was the extent of my knowledge. For some reason I had always thought they might be vaguely closer to the Caribbean, much further west. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Maria_Island
Another one from a few years back - had a weird dream about the British royal family, but regarding the generation before. For some reason there was a 'Prince Humphrey' and even during my dream I kinda 'knew' there's never been a Prince Humphrey. Just for the shits and giggles I looked it up. There has been one, just the one, in Plantagenet times. I had no concious knowledge of him before my dream. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humphrey,_Duke_of_Gloucester
There was also the time I dreamed about a castle named Castle something-or-other and it was a real place in France of all places, now a hotel, but I can't remember the actual name of it now (sorry).
Thoughts and similar experiences please!
(edited for typos)
Had a funny-weird dream this morning!
Me & Mr Joolz were flying to a Portuguese island called 'Santa Maria' on a smallish plane although it was mostly the usual dreamy nonsense (ie plane was the size of a living room, the flight took about 20 minutes and most of the dream was about chasing a bag of toiletries left at the airport) I distinctly remember the name of the island, that it belonged to Portugal, the mini island-style airport etc etc. plus arriving in broad sunshine even though it was (according to my dream-watch) about 2am. No tea or coffee in the dream hotel rooms apparently, what a shocker!
The weird thing is... on a whim I looked it up and Santa Maria is the southernmost island in The Azores, is a Portuguese territory and is known for its sunny and warm climate. I knew there was a group of islands called 'The Azores' and it was somewhere in the Atlantic but as far I knew, that was the extent of my knowledge. For some reason I had always thought they might be vaguely closer to the Caribbean, much further west. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Maria_Island
Another one from a few years back - had a weird dream about the British royal family, but regarding the generation before. For some reason there was a 'Prince Humphrey' and even during my dream I kinda 'knew' there's never been a Prince Humphrey. Just for the shits and giggles I looked it up. There has been one, just the one, in Plantagenet times. I had no concious knowledge of him before my dream. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humphrey,_Duke_of_Gloucester
There was also the time I dreamed about a castle named Castle something-or-other and it was a real place in France of all places, now a hotel, but I can't remember the actual name of it now (sorry).
Thoughts and similar experiences please!
(edited for typos)
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