Dreamt I was on a train with my dad, either I’m California or England, but ended up in a city in Mexico. There was another family on the train that I didn’t recognize, but they were lead by a young girl with long, dark hair and excited to go to “the temple*.
When we arrived, we all got off and asked down these empty, brick paved streets, slipping between towering haciendas, all tinted orange from the setting sun. I was sad, and felt empty and alone, wishing to be there in a time that the streets were bustling. I told my father how I felt and that I was stupid, he agreed.
We ended up in some sort of natural history museum. The family from before was there. At this point I don’t think I had seen their parents ever, just a group of children, but I wasn’t sure. My father and peered into glass cases filled with mummies and ancient burial artifacts until we came to the sort of hokey participation area that all museums have.
At this one, the children from before were playing in some sort of lottery enclosure where air blew balls around them that they had to catch. A grainy, poorly tracked video of cosmo Kramer vaguely showing you what to do played on a TV embedded in a wall nearby.
Now my father was Kramer, and he was pulling on some green slacks that he referred to as -“sex pants*. One of the children, a small blonde boy, said “those pants make me want to make this face” before he scrunched up his features. Cosmo told him the he knew, then dived into the ball pit and I awoke.