I was with some young girls on a kind of amusement park ride that had more emphasis on the scenic quality rather than the thrills; it had a pretty large track; it spanned a large area, covered a lot of ground.  At first we were in a pod or capsule which was up high on a mountain.  We were having fun chatting together as the ride progressed.  I seemed to be demonstrating natural facets of my personality that they were finding appealing; I was expressing a sense of playfulness, but also with some maturity and a kind of unassuming, non-deterministic, somewhat sexy attitude about things.  One of the girls suddenly commented, as if having a moment of private realization, “Ohhh, you’re going to be so wealthy.” My reaction was at first thanks/gratitude/appreciation for her appreciation of me, and I felt a sense of knowing about it too, but then I felt a slight pang of heart-tug about the idea that it all seemed so certain, but yet hadn’t already manifested.

So the ride came down the mountain and into the corral/depot area, then suddenly it was as if the capsule had turned into a boat, and one of the girls was now driving it.  We were no longer on a track, and instead were doing some slow-going over sandy ground in a dimly lit large covered structure.  My perspective shifted to having some distance from the vehicle, and there was a sense of ambiguity about whether it was the end of the prior ride, or perhaps the beginning of a new one.  I closed the distance to the capsule and looked for a place to sit.  Looking in, I saw a bank of three seats along the right side, like one might see in a ski-resort gondola, but there wasn’t any room for me, as the seats were already occupied. I quickly realized I could just sit across from them on the left side, no problem.

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