I lived in my village, minding my own business. I went to a shop, a clay hut, driving my white jeep. There was chaos there. Everyone was rushing around. Either a hurricane or a typhoon was coming, no one knew anything for sure. People were scrambling to gather their things to leave. I didn’t know the area well, so I asked a guy, and he tried to explain in broken English-Spanish that I should head north, towards Colombia, away from the shore. He pointed to the map, showing me which way to turn.
But I wanted to go home, gather my cat and my things, and get some supplies.
Then it turned out that I needed to pick up some woman from where the hurricane was supposed to arrive first. So, with some guy, we went to get her. The woman had a huge dog and her parents. It was winter where they were. When we got there, we couldn’t get out of the car because we didn’t have the keys. To open the door, we had to repeat some intricate pattern on the wall. I tried, but the guy just yelled at me. Then I figured out I could lower the window with the handle, climbed out, and opened the door from the outside.
We went to the woman’s house, it was dark inside. Her parents didn’t come, and we didn’t see the dog in the car, though we took it with us. The car was full of her bundles, and she was sitting sullenly by the window while we drove back to my village to get my stuff and my cat.
We arrived in the village, and while we were speeding along the cliff road by the coast, we saw a tornado on the horizon. That’s when we realized what kind of disaster was coming. We thought we could make it in time. But the tornado was closing in with incredible speed, and within minutes, the water was approaching the shore.
The surroundings looked like a postcard from a tropical island. White sand. Blue water (well, clouds, and the tornado). Green palms. Thatched roofs. And we were driving in the white jeep, the sky above us a perfect blue, and the clean, powerful water was rushing towards us. We yelled, “We didn’t make it!” but for some reason, we weren’t scared at all. In fact, it felt strangely calm and peaceful.
Just goes to show what can happen in a dream.