In the first part of this dream, my family and I were taking our annual summer vacation, but instead of our normal spot, we went to this camp. I don't know much of what happened in the
beginning, except that we spent a lot of time in the nice swimming pool and my brother and I got into a fight.
I think the second half of this dream took place the following summer. We'd returned to the same camp, except it was a hotel inside a huge barn. As we parked the car outside, we realized that there was a huge tidal wave coming from behind us, and if we stayed in the car, we'd drown. So we ran through this hurricane from the car to the building, and once inside, we ran upstairs and started dressing for the weather in old old shorts and t-shirts, and waterproof shoes. I knew I had a nice pair of velcro sport sandals somewhere in my messy hotel closet, but I couldn't find them. I finally got them, but then I couldn't decide on which old shorts and shirt to wear. Eventually, with my family screaming for me to hurry up, I chose an outfit and ran back downstairs, but the whole first floor was mostly flooded. I think this is where I woke up.
