Tour bus dream wackiness

Just had another dream to do with tour guiding. I was in Las Vegas to write something at a fancy resort hotel  involving art and was going to attend some event and there in one of the great cafes sat the art citic Dave Hickey(who I had interviewed before) and a colleague. I went to the table to say hello to the art personae and I saw that it was the wrong table and it was the customer servce manager from where I worked at the double decker bus company a  Pakistani man and I said sorry ( I was supposed to be at work but these were not people from my department so how would they know then I turned around and there was chief executive officer (then the head of the concern as according to the time and space continuum in this particlar dream space) and I said “not too big a faux pas”. 

 It turned out to be some company convention where some secret deal was going down and where the insiders  from the company were being indoctrinated into a new order (or they were getting a big share as the company was being taken over).

So then I was on the flight or double decker bus ride back home and there were scores of employess as well as others on the plane or double decker bus ride .  The tour guide Ron Whitacker was sitting around leading a conversation with some other tour guides spewing out their usual conspiracy theories when I tried to get in a word edge-wise and tell them that I had just seen a whole slew of management in Las Vegas but Ron motioned that it was Patricia Gonzalez’s turn to talk next.

Then the CEO was again there and sometimes  he got up to switch posistions in the vehicle which  later was a plane rahter than a bus he did so with a bodyguard.  At one point Ron Whitacker was reading a short story which invoved some type of wooden tub and the CEO said something about a hot tub with  a  Southern accent. Then people cheered for Ron to read to keep reading and he did.  There were a few blonde ladies sitting next to me and I asked them if they worked for the same tour bus company as I and they feigned ignorance.  Also a few seats back therewas a female and male cheerleading squad in seats together on what in that dream flash was a double decker bus.

Finally a person dressed in sort of a carnevale mask  and porecelin  body armor  with aztec elements came up to me sat down and said that he knew who I was and that he wanted me to serve on “the board of humanity” he walked me away as he said he was going to reveal hs secrets to me and I asked him if he practised the Aztec art of human  sacrifice and he said that he did and he walked me to a room I went into the barren chamber and there the dream ended

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