More Dreams

Last night I dreamed I constructed a simple glider/balloon/parachute.
It resembled my clothe shopping bag I take to Trader Joes, though slightly larger (and only slightly larger).
I put it over my head, bag end down like a chute, and the winds would pick up. I did it first with some running jumps and skips, and found that the bag would carry me with every jump. Then I just decided to float. I took some giant steps and jumped UP! and found myself floating.
I floatied over my hometown, using the handle of the bag as a seat, steering with my forearms. Then I'd land a few blocks away, and I did it again.
And again.
And again.
I did this all night long.

Also, I remembered the dream from a few nights ago: I was going to Havana via Vancouver, but in Van, the flight was canceled. I turned to some personel, and he said I'd get a full refund and a comp ticket. I said, "But I'm going to Havana", and he said, "oh, if that's the case..."
With a few swipes of his magical pen, he hand me on a flight to Havana, via San Diego, Dallas, and Miami.
I wasn't prepared, and thought, "I'll just get some money at an ATM in Miami".
I slept most of the way (it was a dream) and when I woke up, I was in Havana.
I went straught to my friend Mario's house. He was surprised to see me. I was glad to see him. But I forgot to get money [Americans can't get money in Cuba] as well as my camera, so I said, "I have to go back. I'll just jump on a quick flight back and be right back..."