In my dream, I was waiting for a taxi in a waiting room. I saw lots of Pakistani people wearing traditional Indian clothing – sari’s and kurta’s.
I heard them speak in their language. I heard someone say we are in Karachi, Pakistan.
I placed my luggage in a small cubicle – there were lots of cubicles all over the place that you could leave your luggage. I waited for an attendant to call for a taxi to take me to a hotel or the airport. The attendant was behind a counter and he used a big old yellow telephone, it looked like the old type of telephones but it was bigger and bright yellow.