Digital Wanderer

We live as long as we fly

Dream

If this keeps up, my journal will be dedicated entirely to describing dreams, stupid and otherwise.
   This time I was riding a train to the city of Liepāja. Liepāja is the third largest city in Latvia. At the same time it's a port on the Baltic Sea, located on the country's western coast. Below is a map, you can also see where my current dwelling place is - Daugavpils.

Map of Latvia, showing its borders with Estonia, Russia, Belarus and Lithuania, major cities, including the capital Riga, as well as the Baltic Sea and the Gulf of Riga.
Map of Latvia

 

   So, I dreamt that I bought a train ticket to Liepāja for my mom. She actually went there for real today during the day, by the way. Then for some reason I got on this train myself, instead of the one I needed - going to Daugavpils. In the train car I was sipping tea from a standard-issue mug. I think this is explained by the fact that the recently created route to Liepāja is in reality also operated by a comfortable new train. During the tea drinking I discovered that sitting next to me was a pretty young Chinese woman, dressed in bright colorful youth-style pants and a blouse. The Chinese woman turned out to be very eccentric and unceremonious. She spoke Russian quite well: she spoke with a slight accent and perfectly understood what I said, though sometimes she herself lacked the vocabulary. Instead she would touch me with her hands, laugh, and explain what was missing with signs. She showed me a Russian textbook that she was studying on the way - just as bright and colorful as she was. It was immediately apparent that the textbook was written by Chinese linguists for whom Russian was not a native language - many phrases were constructed weirdly, even though there were no obvious mistakes. While we talked, the flighty girl ran off somewhere many times, leaving me sitting there in bewilderment. She also frequently made snide remarks and teased me, though it was problematic for me to catch the meaning of her jokes, considering her knowledge of the language.
  Eventually I found out that all this cheerfulness was partly a front - the girl was in Latvia illegally, and big problems awaited her, given her lack of money and ignorance of the local realities. All that remains to add is that she came to Latvia and other countries because of a passionate desire to explore the world in all its diversity. And if the solipsists are right, then my nocturnal visitors are no less real than you, the readers of this journal. So let's wish the girl luck on her difficult journey.