Sara and I were staying in a motel in Florida. We were planning to get out and get our butts to some airport to the (and in the dream I pointed through the wall in the direction of the airport; I don't know what direction that represented, compass-wise) maybe the next day. We were moving the toilet around, maybe because we were doing some repairs on it?

I think there were excursions from the motel but I don't remember any details about them now.