Dancing In An Indian Jumpsuit (March 2nd, 2008)

I was in some sort of dormitory. No real surprise it didn't look like one though. But there was a lot of youngsters gathered in this place, and these "rooms" was where they stayed and slept. Notice what I did to the word "rooms" though. They had only three walls, and the place where the fourth should have been faced towards a common area, and me. So you could look into each of these dormitories just by walking past. The most normal thing about them was that they actually did have regular beds. But I also remember however, that there were some brightly coloured leather jumpsuits hanging on the walls of one of the dormitories. They were dyed in colours like red, blue and green and to be honest, they reminded me of super hero costumes and they had, like, knee pads and other protective stuff, on shoulders and elbows.
Anyway, to what I feel to be the real point in this dream tale. I dreamt this on the night before I went to Portugal it actually made me laugh out loud in the car going to the airport at four in the morning when I remembered.
Outside in the area in front of these dormitories was my friend Line. She was dressed in a very nice Indian dance costume, and also had her hands, forehead and mouth painted in henna. She had bangles on both arms and legs and necklaces all over, and did a very nice Indian traditional dance for onlookers.