I was in a five story hotel that was really old and interesting, but it was dark-inside and out. Everything was brown-the walls, furniture, floor and the outside. I can't remember if it was brick, stone or wood.
Inside was a small antique store, or what was supposed to be an antique store. There wasn't much in it, but as old things are, they capture your attention. There was a cash register and a cashier and I talked to her as I waited. This wasn't the first time I had been there. I was waiting to meet the owner because I wanted to either purchase the hotel or enter into a partnership with them that would allow me to renovate.
The hotel shared a lot with an abandoned and very dilapidated ranch home. The lot had no grass, only sand. The lot was on a hill that was about a football field away from the ocean and there were beautiful beaches around. None of the rooms in the hotel faced the ocean, which was part of the reason I wanted to renovate. I saw the potential for this place.
There were no other homes around. There were three other old buildings near, but I don't know what they were or what they looked like.
Everytime I came to the hotel, I was told the owner would be there soon. The owner never did show.
Now the dream shifts and I am fishing with my Dad. I caught three fish and put them under my seat in the car. As we are driving, I somehow re-catch the smallest of the three fish. Dad says, "I've got an old map that is supposed to be to a castle, but we can't get in without a disguise." We put together a couple disguises and head to the castle and
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