Just had to share a dream I had during the morning, before I woke up. I found myself in some sort of wide, oval office (not the white house one) with no roof, staring out through rounded holes in the wall with no glass. I was looking out over the airstrip of an airport, with jets taking off, continuously, without making a noise. Next to the airstrip was a highway with thousands of cars going past every minute. I turn to face the desk clerk who’s going to help me with my trip and start talking to her in English. It all goes well and we discuss some of the options available. Out of the blue, she starts speaking Swedish and I react by speaking some mix of Danish and Norwegian. She says to me “We have a bit of a thing that would suit you. A round-the-world trip for only 60,000 dollars!”, I say to her “No thanks. I don’t really want to do that”. When I decline the offer, she says “Well, you could try Portugal!”. “That’s a nice place”, she says. I respond with “Yes! Sure, that sounds great!”. Then I wake up. I think “Why the fuck should I go to Portugal?” That was weird. //The Joker