travel rooms

I dreamt that I was visiting some woman. She was an older lady and lived in a unique apartment downtown Amsterdam. She lived there with her husband. She was cordial and a good host, but at one point she said..."you know, you are really close to New York City... would be a shame if you didn't pop over there. I also have a friend there that has offered up her condo for free." I was thinking... did I over stay? Are they annoyed with me? I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew I was going to at least stay one more night. I called my friend MB to see if he would be interested in a trip to NYC, that it was a great deal with a free place to stay and so on. He said yes.

So we all of a sudden were there, but there now was some third world country. We wanted to go downtown, so we went to where you would catch a bus. While waiting we walked into an old building and into some shops. We were surprised at the high quality of items. The bus had arrived and we rant to jump on it. Everyone else had boarded and it was full, or so we thought. The driver was Turkish and said with almost a mean smile... "Grab onto the door, it will be fine."  I looked at my friend with a reassuring face like.. this must be normal so let's get on and not lose our ride. I held onto the door and the man sped off... the door swung out and my feet were dragging on the ground, although I did not seem to get injured. I yelled at the driver to stop and let us get on properly and I noticed there were actual seats on the bus, so he did.

Then we were in a hotel room. It was the room of the owner where I worked. We were getting ready and moving about, knowing we had to get out of there before he returned. I had accidentally pushed some button which auto-remade the bed. I quickly pushed the button several times to stop it from happening. I didn't want evidence of our presence in his room. The bed didn't completely come undone, but was ruffled. I was going to go retighten the sheets and blankets, but the owner showed up.