Airbus boarding /free form flying/

Date: 9/24/2016

Boarding for an international flight on an Airbus for the first time as an FA was extremely different than on a Boeing. Couldn't walk down the aisle. It was like a weird chute like a water slide made out of vinyl. All very constrictive and you couldn't see past the row you were currently at. I didn't know where my jumpseat was. The other crew was not helpful in finding a seat for a lap child who was over 50lbs and needed her own seat. We were already taxiing and I had no way to just walk through the cabin quickly to see if we had open seats for a solution. The problem also pulled me away from talking with a little German speaking Muslim girl who was learning English. I spoke to her in German and surprised her- told her that she could help me with my German and I could help her with english. Also, when trying to solve the issue, I found some crew sitting in office chairs in a gym type area that was supposedly still on the plane. Sat next to two black girls and laughed at the incredulity of the plane, when some manager came up and asked who would like to volunteer for promotional photos for something. All of the sudden we weren't on the plane anymore. Walking towards us came several colleagues out of uniform in full hair and makeup- especially lipstick- and they all walked past me through the office chairs. The girls I had been sitting with got up but I didn't. I did a little back bend over my chair as they all left to let my head hang down and stretch and see them leave, and sang to myself. When I got up to walk my own way, I saw Wes and Thomas from middle/high school. I was outside walking down a gravel road in autumn now, slightly behind them still singing to myself when I lift off my feet and surprise Wes by wrapping my legs around his waist from behind. He is slightly annoyed and Thomas laughs, says I can't do that, so I push off of Wes and float on ahead of them in 0 G at the speed of them walking, doing all sorts of tricks. Thomas breaks out a camera to document. We're all having a great time going down this hill until Kristen Stewart comes out of nowhere like the villain in a video game and hits me with a giant wooden caveman bat. It spins me around so quickly, I can't control my trajectory. The last thing i remember of the dream is her trapping me in a box while I am still floating in motion and driving a large nail into the side in an elaborate mechanism to shut it/hurt me.