In my dream I am in an airport (no idea which airport) to go on a vacation to Puerto Rico. When I checked the departures, my flight to San Juan, PR was listed as on time and I headed through security with no problems. However, once through security I looked at my boarding pass and I was headed to *Don't Remember The Name* somewhere on the western coast of Africa. Alarmed and confused, I approached a middle aged airport employee for help. The employee took out his wallet, gave me a $50 bill, and told me to introduce myself to the woman in front of the gates (give her the money with my handshake) and ask if there was anything she could do to help me.
I approached the woman and as the other employee had instructed, slipped the $50 into her hand, and asked her if she could help me get on the flight to Puerto Rico. She immediately escorted me to the plane and sat me down amongst a group of acquaintances who were all going to PR as well. As we were getting settled, it became clear that this flight was in fact going to Africa and not Puerto Rico. We hustled off the plane along with a few other families and sprinted through terminals to get to the plane to PR. Just barely making it, I realized that I had left one of my bags and my ticket on the other plane so I had to run back to the African-bound plane and asked for my friends to stall the plane so that I would still make it.
I ran back, got the bag and ticket, and proceeded to again run through the airport to get to the plane to Puerto Rico. When I got to my gate my friends and the other families were sitting outside and said that we had all missed the flight but that there would be a connection through Pittsburgh at 8 that night. I woke up shortly there after.
