As an adult, I became facebook friends with a few people who live there. Their descriptions and pictures only increased my desire to visit. And last night I did! In a dream anyway
I flew in to visit my friends S & C, very excited to finally be in the place I had wanted to visit for so long. The weather was perfect; all blue skies and sunshine, and we decided to go out and visit the town.
Leaving the house, we walked a little way, then to my surprise, we came to a river and S said we would boat it in from there. Turned out the town was like Venice, with rivers all through it, no streets at all!. I was more than a little surprised as I had not read anything about this; nowhere in all my readings or any pictures had there been rivers or any mention that the town could only be navigated by boat.
Nonetheless, I climbed aboard a strange boat that was an odd mix of sailboat and canoe, and we set off. It was a nice journey - the river was wide and smooth, the scenery was gorgeous and I chatted away with S & C and their two kids.
After a while, we decided to go to a restaurant for some dessert. We pulled up alongside one, moored up and climbed up on to the dock. I don't remember the name of the restaurant, just that it seemed quite posh. The desserts were lined up in tubs inside a cabinet, the way icecream is at the cinema. It was very warm out and I quite fancied some icecream to cool off a little.
The desserts all looked a bit strange, kind of spongy and odd combinations of colours - there was one that looked like chocolate pudding but with ketchup - and there were no names to show what any of them were. This didn't seem to bother anyone else; they picked up a bowl, then used a huge scoop that actually looked more like the pyrex jug I use for gravy, scooped up what they wanted and went to sit down.
I am quite fussy over flavours, so I asked the girl behind the counter what each of them were. The brown spongy one was indeed chocolate pudding with ketchup. I was quite revolted over this but no-one else seemed to share this. I asked about another that looked like it might be some sort of mixed fruit, only to be told that it was [something I can't remember] with grey pheasant. Now I was really revolted.
I couldn't understand how anyone could eat such gross things, and I was reflecting with confusion that so far, Albuquerque was nothing like I had seen or read about, and wondering how that could be, when I woke up.
An interesting dream to say the least!
