Location: Area around Teesside Airport, Norton & Billingham, Teesside

I was planning a holiday to somewhere in Spain, I would be going on my own and flying from Teesside Airport. I think I was nervous about it, or nervous about some aspect of it. The flight would be taking off from a special hanger at the airport.

I remember I had to drop some people off at this hanger but I had to fly there myself, which involved putting together a Cessna plane and flying the short distance to airport. It was night time in this dream. The plane was huge; much bigger than what a Cessna should look like. I managed to put the parts together and the engine started. I was uncomfortable because I didn't know how to fly a plane, but the two people I was meant to be dropping off got in the plane and it started moving. Due to the plane being so big it smashed into the roof of the hanger it was in as it was leaving and pieces of debris from the plane came off. The plane didn't fly, it just went down the road at a fast speed. I decided to follow it in the car. I was driving the Citroen C4 down the same road the plane went down at 70mph, but it felt as if I was going much slower (closer to 20-30mph).

I think the dreamscape changed, it was still night time and I pulled up at an old house (terraced I believe), in Norton. I got out of the car and knocked on the door, a young man who I didn't recognise answered the door, he was wearing a dark red t-shirt and he invited me in. When I entered I saw JC and LC and several other people who I didn't recognise eating tea at the dinner table. I think I told J and L about my trip to Spain and that I would be going to Gatwick Airport. I then went upstairs to the bathroom in the house and started brushing my teeth. The sink was old and the toothpaste tasted disgusting.

At some point I missed my flight to Spain, I can't remember when or why, but it may be due to what happened next:

I was in the car at redacted I believe and I got in the car. I tried to start the engine but it was struggling to start. I tried several times but couldn't get the car to start, I think I did eventually but when I tried to drive the car it was out of control and would not go very fast. There was an issue with the engine and the wheels as I couldn't keep control of the car. There was smoke coming from the tyres due to how it was struggling. I was worried about how I would get to work and I told my dad but he wasn't sure what to do. D was going to Preston Park with K and A so I may have to take a day off work to take the car to the mechanic.

The dreamcape changed and my dad and my boss, KA, were meeting. They shook hands and K told my dad that he was extremely happy with the work I was doing, that I was the best member of staff he had and my dad should be proud of me. K also said he wished he could pay me more.

IC had a new girlfriend, her name was Shola or Shona, something like that. Her hair was blonde and I remember looking at her Facebook profile. I think she would be moving to Australia with I.