i was having a vacation in a luxurious resort in papua (although i’ve never been to that part of the country in real life and the resort seemed more like those in bali). there were so many people, mostly families and lots of them were bules. i remember seeing somebody swimming on a horse’s back in the beach.
everything was beautiful except for the bathroom. it was shared, connected to two different rooms but had three doors. the doors were decaying and they were very difficult to close.
i think i was telling a story about the very place to another guest, whose face i cannot recall. it was about a man and a woman, both had been guests in the resort long before i came there, and they fell in love with each other. i remembered telling my listener that the man pursued the woman in very romantic ways.
i was riding a horse on my own for the first time (never even done it in real life!). a friend, who clearly was an expert in horse-riding, was riding another horse. he was really calm but i was terrified. our horses sped between cars on a busy road and funny mine was leading. i felt like i was going to fall so i held on real tight to the horse’s hair.
after a while, we stopped. my friend told me i shouldn’t feel too frightened. as horses were sensitive creatures, i should find myself able to connect with it if i only tried. so, before we moved on, i whispered to my horse, “horsey, just slow down, okay? i’m not used to this and i’m so afraid.”
to my surprise, the horse turned its head and said, “alright. you are safe with me. you don’t need to feel afraid.” i was so shocked i nearly fell. But it lived up to its words and our journey was surprisingly comfortable!
i then arrived at my old highschool to attend my classes. it turned out i was still a student.