Plane Crash with Jo

Date: 3/25/2018

I'm with Jo and a few other people. We are outside and seem to be by a river bank or somewhere like that. We are about to board a plane. They're all speaking Portuguese, all Brazilian looking. It is a small plane but very spacious and luxurious inside. It seems they are talking, but also waiting for me to unlock the plane like you would a car with the key fob. I say desculpa. I unlock the car, which is a gold hue in colour and parked on the grassy riverbank area. When we step in the car has turned into a airplane. It is very very spacious inside, like a regular sized plane. There are sofas to sit on while we fly. There is a massive screen in front of us for us to watch a flight on. Almost like a computer game. The pilot is dark haired, Latino, wearing a white shirt. We take our seats and he starts driving the plane forward. We are driving on a motorway with other cars. He is speeding up rapidly. Overtaking the other cars. Please speeding up bar turning which feels a little bit precarious. He is trying to get enough speed to lift off. In front of us a blue train is heading directly towards us. It's front is triangular and presents us with a ramp shape . I worry we are going to crash however the plane hits the train like a ramp and is forced upwards. It is a very Brazilian landscape around us. There are sloping Hills to the left and right of Us. Very steep. The pilot guns the throttle. The road and channel between the two Hills is banking to the right and the pilot is flying upwards and to the right. He clips the left-wing. The wing has come off and we feel ourselves slowly descending. We descend in a very controlled manner. The pilot manages to land the plane in a small area of the city. Air crash close to a residential building. When we exit the plane, I go straight for my phone to take a picture of the plane crash that we have just survived. The area we have crashed in is not too safe though and I think twice about getting my phone out. Complete scene change. I see Stephen Fry walking up some concrete stairs in a tweed suit. He is talking to somebody about clearing out all of his work on his computer before the crash. He's glad he did. As he walks up the stairs there are school children. A black boy in a school uniform comes sliding down the banister. He blocks Stephen Fry's path. Stephen is patient with the boy and smiles and says something reproachful to him. Steven has a kindly disposition almost like an old teacher.