An odd one recently: I was a member of a railway enthusiasts' organised tour group; this taking place -- as one kind-of "knows" in dreams -- right now in 2018. We had been to various countries, one of them Iraq (!), where splendid ordinary everyday steam action had been observed, with marvellous 1930s-ish locos including streamliners (the Iraqi railways once had in reality, four streamlined Pacifics). We were at the end of our time in an unspecified country, getting near the end of the tour; but a spell in Poland, was just to come.
In a period of free time in a city in whatever country we were in, I wandered off and got separated from the group. I have (in real life) not the faintest clue about mobile phones: was unable to contact the group, trying to use the mobile which I had with me. There was a real risk of my still being away from the group, when they crossed the border into Poland. I knew that all was not lost: because subsequently to the Polish sojourn, I was due to rendezvous with my brother, for us to go birdwatching together; and (by strictly-dream-type logic) the fraternal meeting-up would with total certainty, happen -- no matter what might go wrong in the interim. I was just worried and fearful about the furious ticking-off which I would get from the tour leader (perhaps re this, Bill Alborough of yore was lurking somewhere in my brain) when we ultimately met again -- for my incompetence with mobile phones.
In a period of free time in a city in whatever country we were in, I wandered off and got separated from the group. I have (in real life) not the faintest clue about mobile phones: was unable to contact the group, trying to use the mobile which I had with me. There was a real risk of my still being away from the group, when they crossed the border into Poland. I knew that all was not lost: because subsequently to the Polish sojourn, I was due to rendezvous with my brother, for us to go birdwatching together; and (by strictly-dream-type logic) the fraternal meeting-up would with total certainty, happen -- no matter what might go wrong in the interim. I was just worried and fearful about the furious ticking-off which I would get from the tour leader (perhaps re this, Bill Alborough of yore was lurking somewhere in my brain) when we ultimately met again -- for my incompetence with mobile phones.