Dreamt of walking through a food and bar court. The food and drink booths were small and packed tightly together. Each one was only big enough to offer one or two types of beer and maybe a small selection of mixed drinks. The aisles between them were so small and labrynthian that it was tough to know when you were standing in front of one versus standing behind one. I got several raised eyebrows as I made my way through and I had to wonder what this place would be like during a rush.