Haystack Rock

Date: 7/10/2016

I was in a house in the woods with Megan(my girlfriend) and my dad. There were huge Windows leading out to a deck with stairs to an upper deck. Megan and I started cuddling and my dad decided to head upstairs from the deck and when he left he saw two huge lightning strikes that I only saw the flashes of. I spent the next moments in the dream looking out of the window up at this the rain drenched trees waiting to see another strike of that magnitude. I saw distant weak ones but nothing that amounted to the ones my dad saw. I looked up at the upper deck to see my dad sitting by a table in the pouring rain. When I turned back the downstairs basement turned into a railway ticket booth room with a line of travelers going through the room and next to two beds. One of which me and Megan were in. One guy in a leather jacket was particularly weirded out by us but that was okay with us. We got out of the bed and I had blue leg warmers on and slipped into a pair of black ugs. We were suddenly on a small boat with g a kind man in his sixties driving it and another older couple on it. We were going out over a body of water that seemed like a lake but would've had to have been the Pacific Ocean because we came up on haystack rock at cannon beach which was covered in beautiful green, red, white, and orange foliage leading up to a wealth of birch and other small trees on the top of the rock. There was a Victorian looking town that sat on the water with white chapels with big red crosses and all sorts of beautiful island architecture. We stopped in a line of boats like "boat traffic" but I didn't mind, I just looked and the awe inspiring surroundings. The driver said "this is where the L line stops" implying a train came this way on its route over the water.