With Wife and kids going off to Vietnam with the rest of the In-Laws for the week, I've been sleeping alone. And on this wet Christmas morning, with Mr. Sun taking a break, I've had another weird dream.
The only thing I can remember was that Dan Ackroyd was behind the wheels of my VeeChai and Chim Eng, a young girl and myself gripping at the rear of the car's spoiler, our feet using the bumper's ledge for support. Before that, I vague remember screwing some bolts to the spoiler. The next thing I know, Dan was driving over some kind of beach with clear blueish water. I won't say there is a road but some sort of long straight sandy/earth stretch with sometimes village houses on the right and some palm trees. The car was driving quite fast, splashing all the way. Since we're at the back, bumping about, I had a very nice (and almost) bird's eye view of the car and the stretch in front of us.
