This dream involved a large hotel, particularly its lobbies and conference areas. It was ornate and spectacular but, unlike so many recent hotel dreams, it contained no casino or casino-like rooms with gaming machines. There was a crowd there, mostly young adults, attending one or more professional conferences. I was more aimless in my wandering, as I don't think I was there for any sort of meeting or seminar; why I was there, beyond dream wandering, is not clear to me now. Portions of walls and partitions were gilded. Others were brightly colored. Men's restrooms were clearly marked and frequently distributed, especially on the main conference floor, an escalator-ride up from the entrance lobby on the ground floor. I remember going from one conference hall section to the next, and so forth, finally ending up in a section that seemed to have both conference rooms and corporate offices, apparently for exclusive guests. There were views of gardens and fountains through large windows, and there was hardly anybody from the various conferences/conventions here. But then, when I wandered back through the hallways, they did not lead me to the escalator; it was as if that way to the hotel entrance no longer existed.
Later, in the same hotel, there was some sort of glass box enclosed area that Susan Smith Willerson and Jason Willerson were examining, some sort of simulation that might help them with current life situations in their families.
Later, in the same hotel, there was some sort of glass box enclosed area that Susan Smith Willerson and Jason Willerson were examining, some sort of simulation that might help them with current life situations in their families.