This morning, I did a rough sketch map outlining some of the features of a city which appears in my dreams every now and then.
The city sometimes seems to be in southern Germany or Austria; at other times it’s clearly in South America. It’s never a capital city or anywhere remotely famous, but it appears to be of some regional importance, and probably has a population of around half a million.
The city’s cheap restaurants are nothing special, though they are cheap.
The city’s bus system is very frustrating — the main dilemma of many of my dreams seems to revolve around how to get to the university, which is on the west side of town, when all the buses tend only to go east.