Flying Gnome Roadtrip

              I dreamed I was about 2 foot tall and had wings. At first I was running around in a large terminal type area with lots of marble on the floors and walls. Then, suddenly, I was in the back of a station wagon with friends. I looked out of the window and saw a full flight of bat-winged gnomes, like me. I said my goodbyes, and said I was Going to meet everyone there, but I wanted to join the flight to get there.
              I rolled down the back window and unfurled my wings. The movement of the station wagon pulled enough air into my wings to create instant lift. I held on to the luggage rack long enough to get myself stable and then flapped up into the evening sky to join the gnome flight.