I had a dream that we (ambiguous 'we') were routinely driving way up north, like up through northern Minnesota or something. Down south, maybe at Woodman's, we had overheard somebody complain that "there's way too many camper vans up there", and sure enough, on the next trip we noticed that up around the northern edge of Wisconsin most of the vehicles on the road (or loaded onto trucks) were camper vans.

Then later me and $partner (I guess it was Renee, but the way she acted was more like Sara) were up there somewhere in some town, and I was catching a bus, and she was on a bike and rode the front wheel of the bike right up the side of the bus to my window and kissed me, and I said "I love you!" as she rode off and my bus departed.