Wow, I guess I remember enough to make a brief account of last night’s dream…
I am in a savannah-like place, temperate zone; it’s almost like an old frontier outpost, some place you’d end up getting supplies from on the Oregon Trail. I’m here with several friends from Marquette and some unidentified individuals. We are getting ready to hike for several months from somewhere in the center of the country, to the west coast. The only thing is, this trip has a Middle Earth theme.
After we get all our supplies, we decided to set out but there is an argument between myself and someone else in our crew. It’s my opinion that we go west through the Mines of Moria, and the rest of the crew thinks we should go southwest through the plains.
None of this is geographically sound, according to Middle Earth, just thought it was a weird dream premise.