The Bike Resort

Date: 3/19/2018

In my dream Jer and I visit a different hotel or resort every week to spice things up. This week it’s a bike resort where they have biking trails, a lake to ride around, etc. When I arrive, they can’t find Jer’s reservation and for a minute I feel panicked. Then he comes in (he’s wearing his work clothes) and sorts out the issue. We go to the room and it has three beds. Two on the bottom floor, and then one in a loft. I really like the decor and tell Jer we’ll have to come back to visit this resort again so we can ride bikes together (because this visit is about sex?) We have some lighthearted sex (I don’t actually remember that, just that we did it), and then Jer says he’ll be back and leaves. While he’s gone, I go outside to sunbathe nude in the room’s private back yard. Relaxing in the overcast sunlight near the waters edge, I (once again) think that we need to come back to this place again. I watch some people riding on the shore trail in the distance on the other side of the water, and I don’t feel at all uncomfortable (even though they can surely see me nude as well). I make a mental note to check the room number to request it again because I like the yard, and remind myself that this time of year is a good time to visit, but that we wouldn’t want to come during mosquito season. While thinking that, I see a ripple in the water and worry that there’s gators. I start to get tense. Another ripple comes into view heading straight for me like a missile, and I lean over and slap both hands down hard on the water. The ripples veer off at the last second, and I get a glimpse of the dark body under the water and realize that it’s a seal. I’m happy and think again that we really need to come visit this resort again soon. I wake up to “Hey There Delilah” by the Plain White T’s playing in my head.