I went into a classroom in my high school that had two projectors. I got a physics class where the textbook had page numbers that were not using arabic digits and the teacher was the one I had in middle school. When the bell rang, I just packed my belongings and left to go back home.

I was walking along a street where there was a bus lane going through a roundabout. The buses on this lane were called trams both in the dream and in real life, and were articulated. I cross the street outside of a marked crossing after seeing one of those “trams” pass in front of me, except its trailer part was missing and it was on the trailer of a towing truck. I thought it was the tramway of another nearby city being delivered, since it had been recently IRL.

When crossing another roundabout that I only know of because it is a bit bumpy when riding the bus there, and which is pretty far away from my home, I find myself in the middle of some buildings known as the “blue blocks”, very close to my home, and get confused.