Here is last night’s short dream had at Hilton Gatwick.

The first segment opens in a European city built around several hills with a river valley below. The roof tiling is terra-cotta and orange red. It has an Italian possibly Tuscan feel. The light is Mediterranean. I am with a few people, and we are going out in search of a well known piazza at which there is a duomo or large church. We are trying to find our way through the back streets and alleyways. We are in no rush. Despite taking serval turns we are unable to find the square. With ease we return to the hotel.

Several of the party do not understand why we might want to find an open-air piazza to dine in when there is a perfectly good hotel-chain style restaurant with a safe standardized menu. They invite us back to their room. In order to get into the room, one has to open the door, step inside, close the door and pass into the room past the door. The next person has to do the same. In order to get in and out one has to navigate the very restrictive one in one out doorway. The room is expensive and very claustrophobic. It is the same as all the other clone-rooms. If feels closed in.

We leave some of the small party in the hotel room and set off again into the evening air. In a small square outside the hotel, I speak to a dark-haired man sitting on a Lambretta style scooter. He is smoking. He says that we need to take the partially hidden marble alleyway to the left of the small square where he is and then follow the staircase up to the top of the hill where the big piazza is. There we will have views of the bay of Napoli and the mountain { query Vesuvius} as well as the church.

A few of us follow his instructions and find our way up to a large Italianate piazza around which are many restaurants with alfresco dining. There are music and a light easy-going vibe.

The dream ends.