Dreams.

So, we're driving, eating, going from city to city, driving, driving, and suddenly we pass under an airplane wing, and everyone is suddenly like: what the...? Well, we kept going, but almost immediately we approach a bridge, and I yell, "Stop the car, there's a cliff!!" And then we fell into the river.
And the fall itself was weird, I realized that when I woke up (and of course, I woke up right away). My weight didn't decrease, and so on.
Before that, there was an airplane, but it was just standing on the side of the road like a monument, as if saying, "Come on, take a picture." And the one we drove under, barely missing the wing with the roof, was lying right on the road, and I don't know why.