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I am in a room where there is a floor model of a small city, seemingly a simulation or a physical manifestation of a full-sized one, where what you do to the model actually affects the actual city, or it even *is* the real city in at least some sense. There is something I need to do to help maintain the city, as if it were some sort of machine or vehicle, all of one piece, to be maintained or guided. A prominent feature of the city or town is a large oblong dish, set on two pylons with mechanisms that can move it to different positions or hold it in a position to which I physically adjust it. The dish is brown in color with white letters, some faded, that have been painted on it in years past. The name of the town is Century City, although for intermittent seconds it could also be Crescent City, despite this not being anything like New Orleans. It might also have been Central City at some point in the dream, but only briefly.
While I am in the room, I become aware that there are other people - extended family members, in adjoining rooms. It is like we are staying there, in a largish house or apartment, for a family event such as a wedding. It is not my wedding, but at some point I am introduced to several new in-laws, three married women of younger middle age - a little older than Wendy's daughters - who have heard all about me and are happy to finally meet me. I think their hair colors are black, brown, and blonde. Then, I am back inside my room and I need to change my clothes, maybe even shower, and I am preparing to do this. The problem is that the room I have is connected to the rest of the house by three doors, and I don't lock any of them, and there are dogs, cats, and kids, including infants and toddlers, and one of the little ones opens the middle of the three doors, leading everyone on a chase to get everyone back out of the room, thus causing at some point lots of people to actually be in the room doing the chasing and gathering up. And then there's still the matter of the Century City dish having to be adjusted and aimed properly.
While I am in the room, I become aware that there are other people - extended family members, in adjoining rooms. It is like we are staying there, in a largish house or apartment, for a family event such as a wedding. It is not my wedding, but at some point I am introduced to several new in-laws, three married women of younger middle age - a little older than Wendy's daughters - who have heard all about me and are happy to finally meet me. I think their hair colors are black, brown, and blonde. Then, I am back inside my room and I need to change my clothes, maybe even shower, and I am preparing to do this. The problem is that the room I have is connected to the rest of the house by three doors, and I don't lock any of them, and there are dogs, cats, and kids, including infants and toddlers, and one of the little ones opens the middle of the three doors, leading everyone on a chase to get everyone back out of the room, thus causing at some point lots of people to actually be in the room doing the chasing and gathering up. And then there's still the matter of the Century City dish having to be adjusted and aimed properly.
