Dreams taxi

I dreamed that my father bought me an McDonalds Breakfast Deluxe for breakfast but he came home with some other breakfast. My cousins were at my house. Apparently Mcdonalds had banned the Deluxe. I got really pissed off that I started acting like a angry maniac in the house. Then I took off in a car with my grandfather we were going to Mcdonalds. I was listening to my music in the passenger seat. The song I was listening to was by Jessica Folker "To be able to Love" (Jonathan Peters Mix). We went to go look for the breakfast Deluxe. In the main street by house, there were three car crashes. They were brunt and totaled. First car was a Taxi. Second car was a regular driver that was driving a truck that looked like my friend's truck. The third car was a police car. All three cars were empty. There were firemen putting out the fire and many people were gathering around. All passengers in three cars were dead. I only saw a dead women on the floor that wasn't covered up completely. Didn't see the other dead bodies but I knew they were dead. I had a feeling the woman drove the truck. But my friend is male. The Taxi was burnt up more than the truck. The police car was totaled and burnt but recognizable as a police car. I think, I think somehow the cop car was totaled from behind. I felt so scared and sad that the people were dead.

I found a robin that had been stuffed alive. taxidermy.

Being kidnapped in a taxi

I have decided last minute to travel overseas from my home (australia to ?America?) my partner is not with me at the airport, my tickets have the wrong names on them they are in this flip book thing like a cheque book and I almost miss my flight standing at the airline counter (a male staff member is helping me) I am flustered and begin flipping madly through the book and find them attached towards the middle, other people's tickets... Names I don't recognize are in the book before mine. I am now on the flight. I arrive at the hotel and for some reason my partner is in the taxi with me on the way there? We check in (hotel is very luxurious) and take an elevator to our room escorted by a man with our luggage he brings the luggage in and leaves. We are both happy discussing what we want to eat and I open my suitcase to get changed and all my clothes are dirty... There is a knock at the door and the luggage man from before comes in drops his pants (naked) and states he needs to use the toilet he goes in sits on the toilet and is discussing things in the hotel magazine with me half way through the conversation the man turns into someone else an older man with a thick accent that is hard to understand.. He gets up from the toilet and tries to leave with the magazine but I argue with him that he can't take it as it's the hotels and we will have to pay for it he tears out a few pages and leaves. I go back to my suitcase and we keep discussing food options I want to go to a fast food resturant that we don't have in Australia and I am adamant I know where it is because I have been there before (yet this place is unfimilar to me in reality?) we are now talking with a lady outside our room who is flirting with my partner because of his australian accent, I grow more and more frustrated wanting to get away from the conversation and go back into the room. I go in dragging my partner with me as he apoligizes to the woman for our rudeness and when I enter there is a random couple sitting on the couches opposite each other in our room flipping through magazines, I question their presance and ask them to leave, they do so hesitantly. After they are gone I go back to my suitcase rummaging throuhh there are only dirty clothes and I have nothing to wear this angers me and I start questioning my partner as to why all the clothes I have packed are dirty. At this point I feel something stack in my teeth and I go to pull it out and begin pulling out strand after strand of my long brown hair out of my teeth and mouth, I am getting anxious and afraid and keep asking my partner to help me saying over and over it's stuck in my teeth as I feel I am begining to choke on all the hair filling my mouth I wake up..... What the hell does all this mean? Please help....

In a foreign land, packing suitcases, too much stuff, too heavy, being late for taxi, airport etc. being hurried on by people i know