Leaving some hotel (Again). Car lost by people.

Date: 8/4/2025

I don’t remember the whole dream. What I do remember is departing from some hotel type of place that seems like Vegas or somewhere like it. Those is a recurring theme for many of my dreams for some reason. The scenery is usually pretty much the same each time. This time, I will say that the scenery was closer to novelty than past dreams, yet I still had the same sense of “leaving this Vegas type hotel/ending the trip”. This time, it seemed like a vacation/trip with a group of people (I think). I couldn’t tell how deep my relationship was with these people because I couldn’t recognize anyone in the dream from real life, but the way I was saying goodbye was like we were good friends. It was time for some people to leave, so it wasn’t just me I think. But others stayed behind. The weird part is that I believe this next part (where I’m looking for my car) was replayed twice in the dream. Mostly the same in the sense that I could vaguely remember where I parked (I knew it was some level of some parking garage, but couldn’t remember which. It seemed like I had been wherever this hotel place was for about a week or so already). My car in the dream is the first car that I bought in real life. However, the first time around, I just recall looking for it alone. Seemingly, I want to say this is where my dream restarts to saying goodbye to someone. It’s a guy, but he says goodbye to me in his cultural way that makes me a bit uncomfortable (cheek kiss), but it was just a friendly goodbye to him so I was like ‘whatever’. I then realize that I had lent my car during this trip to a couple of guys. I spent time trying to find them around this hotel type place (which was huge and was sort of like a mall as well in the lobby type areas. Maybe that’s why the Vegas association comes up, but it’s never a definite thing that it’s literally Vegas). I typically see the huge mall type areas, but again, the architecture was pretty novel in this dream. Anyway, I’m spending a good portion of time looking for them, and I find them. They’re kind of caught off guard in their faces when I find them. Also with this deflated look like they know they have to ‘face the music’ so to speak. I ask them “hey where’s my car?”. One of the guys says that they lost it. He’s kind of reluctant but also nonchalant in a way about it. At this point I’m pissed off. This is all I recall about the dream, but I want to say that after not finding my car, I go back to a room in the hotel trying to figure my next move. That’s the end of what I recall.