moemoeā/fa'amoemoe

I had one last night. It was quite intense: it's not quite a lucid dream, as I wasn't able to make decisions, so I see it more like a guided tour. Oddly enough, I was lucid enough to drink a real beer that was sitting at my bedside, but it went on for several hours. There were two phases to it: in the first phase, I was on a trip with a bunch of VIP people, mostly political. There was some type of conference going on. One takeaway was that brass bands are big in Tonga, but Samoa is into big bands. My thought was that Samoa and Hawai'i were exposed to jazz first. Tonga's always been an independent kingdom. That part of the dream ended when I was watching some sort of ball game, and then got roped in. The ending line was: 'you're pretty good for a weekender.' In the second phase, I visited a village. It was cool, but hard to put into words.