Nothing rubs me more wrong that when your having a good, fun dream and then you wake up. Especially when it involves a Argentinian.
Oh yeah. I’ve had dreams that I was flying too, but without a plane. I’m always disappointed when I wake up. I’ve never dreamt about an Argentinian. Now waking up from THAT would be truly disappointing.
How about an Argentinian in a plane?
Every dream that I've ever had about flying, the plane always crashed! So, no. I did have a dream well over forty years ago that still sticks with me. I was in Africa, in a canoe like thing, in a river (I think) with Ron Ely in all of his loin clothed Tarzan glory. He was standing over me, holding on to a pole and I was admiring his dimples. Damn croc or gator (whichever one is in Africa), tipped over the boat thingy and ate me! Tarzan was useless in this situation, but he certainly was gorgeous. I mean, over forty years and it is still crystal clear! That dream could've gone on forever, sans the being eaten (by the big reptile, naturally).
Oh, I'm fairly certain that neither Tarzan nor the crocigator was Argentinian.
One fun dream, with or without an Argentinian. I wonder where the "dimples" were?