Ok, I dont talk a lot about my dreams, so here it goes.
It starts out with myself, mom, and dad at an amusement park. I didnt actually see the name of the amusement park, but from the general feel of it, I remember it as being Cedar Point in Ohio. Anyway, I dont remember riding any of the rides or buying anything, the dream consisted mostly of us walking around inside the park for a little bit and then somehow ending up outside the park on a hill covered with trees looking into the park that is now surrounded with this hilly terrain and plethora of trees. Heres the thing, Cedar Point in reality is on a small peninsula sticking into Lake Erie, very flat and not a lot of trees. At this point we are essentially hiking to try and find our way back into the park that is now very far away.
After some hiking, we end up at a very large bus terminal that for whatever reason has normal coach busses coming and going as well as those old-timey jeeps the army used in the 50s and 60s without a roof and the spare tire on the hood. My dad goes off in one of those jeeps, while my mom and myself get on one of the coach buses that seems to be departing for Cedar Point.
While my mom and I are on the bus, it goes up and down hills and seems to be closely following the bus in front of us that for whatever reason has a bike rack on the back (with no bikes). The bus driver of our bus almost rear-ends the bus in front of us, tapping the bike rack on the back of the leading bus, which then speeds of very fast.
Thats all I remember. It seems as if there is almost no transition between places within the dream, but it felt fluid enough while I was dreaming.
