My wife and I were in the living room. She was talking on her mobile phone about Governor Christie’s visit. She was looking out the front door. I went to look out of a side door. There is a street directly behind the backyard. Neighbors were gathering in the next door neighbor’s backyard. A black limousine with dark windows pulled up on the street along the backyards. More neighbors converged in the neighbor’s backyard. As the people were gathering, somehow we were informed that the governor did not want to deal with such a large crowd, and the limousine pulled away. We all believed that he would return in about ten minutes, so we all hid in the garage and basement. The intention was that upon his return we would all suddenly surprise him. Then, my alarm woke me up.
I have had a similar dream in 1992. I dreamt that I was in the woods picking huckleberries and I encountered Presidential Candidate Bill Clinton. He too was picking berries. He took me to an area where the huckleberries were as large as baseballs. I bit into one of the huckleberries like if it was an apple.