What are Italy dreams about?

In the dream I'm in a kind of theatre, there's a play about to start so I go sitting next to the stage, literally just a few meters away from the actual stage. There I find some friend of my older brother, also next to the stage. The play is an episode of a kid tv-series popular in Italy during the early 2000's.

Soon after my brother's friends start to shout and talk with the actors, and I feel embarassed because they're ruining the show. At this point I notice that the seats down in the auditory, full of public, are actually church pews. Suddenly, the entire place shifts into a HUGE and magnificent cathedral, with me standing next to the altar area, with the play still going on.

Behind me two classmates (girls) appear: one of them greets me and asks for information about "an exam". It turns out she's still in high school, while I graduated in Uni (like it is). Basically she asks me about Pipin the Short, a medieval King of the Franks: I answer her by explaining how to write a thesis paper. I feel she's not happy about my answer, and a bit disappointed.

At this point the play has ended; I go behind the stage searching for the bathroom in which, in the dream, I remember I've alredy been. The bathroom is absurd, it has courtains instead of doors and other stuff, and basically makes it difficult for me to pee. While I'm inside, I have the sensation the cathedral is now full of people from which I've distanced myself from: expelled people of my past.

I feel an upsetting and visceral fear, as I realize that is the truth. I see some of them from the bath, but I have the feeling they are ALL there. When I'm finished peeing, I get out and start running out of the place: I'm in my flippers and for some reason I HAVE TO find my shoes and wear them. I find them and run again, then come back for the forgotten flippes, then run again.

This cathedral is like 3 floors high, and I find it difficult to get out; it takes me a while to find the way out. As I exit into the parvis, I stumble into one of them: he's turned, so I sneake past around him, and keep running away. And this point I realize I am, somehow, still inside the cathedral: so I try exit again, and now I'm out. The dream fades out as I run away in the street, but it's like they've all seen me somehow, and I can't help feeling ashamed.

This year, I had a very profound dream. I had dreamt that I was on a sort of balcony overlooking a beautifully dramatic and lush mountain area. (The feeling I had was that I was in Italy) with the beautiful puffy cumulonimbus clouds and everything! Anyways, I look up and see a large (massive) eagle circling above me, I am completely awestruck. It was a very powerful feeling that came over me, it was a feeling of honour and awe because it felt like the eagle was there trying to communicate something to me. As I'm entranced and watching it circle fairly close above me, I notice the eagle's head turn towards me and as it does this, it's head morphs into the head of a bearded older man. The man in a weird way looked like me but not completely. Dark medium length hair and dark medium length beard and olive skin. He looked at me with such a warm and endearing smile, I couldn't help but start to cry. It literally felt like a religious experience but in an uncanny mythological way. I would say it's definitely the most profound dream I've ever had in terms of the feelings I experienced and just how insanely surreal it all was...

(Sorry I'm not great at human conversations) Can you please explain this dream for me? I was tired while dreaming of this and I keep wondering of what it means. Here's my bad explanation:

(This first part looked like I was in Italy, Venice) I was in a car in the 2nd seat and behind the car was my mom and she was talking to a person. I look back at the front seat and nobody's there and then it starts going forward.

I look at my mom and scream out her name, she looks back at me and shock and then she disappears from my sight as the car started going down hill. I look back at front and then im suddenly at the 3rd row of seats but I act fast and go slide to the driver's seat to operate it.

When I got to the wheel I look infront of my and see multiple cars: On the left side it was a column of black cars going in a straight line, in the middle nobody's there and on the right it was either white, red or black (I couldn't tell for some reason).

I crash into some of the black cars and then suddenly I got into a road which is only 1 way, but it was decently big so I tried avoiding some of the cars that was on the road. The car was still unstable so I crashed into multiple cars and also some of the buildings beside the road.

After that everything blacks out and then I get to a road that looks so beautiful, no one was there but my car, the road clean and at the sides was full of flowers with the color orange and yellow (at a alternating pattern). And the car was driving by itself, always staying at the left side.

I take a look at the gear stick so I can see if I can use it. I use it and then the car slows down at a slow rate but when I used the steering wheel I started to go more over to the left trampling the flowers and then I started to go back into the road that started to go down.

I looked back at the road while I was going down I saw the black and red/white cars from before in the same formation, I was going fast at that time so I was literally at the brink of crashing into the black car, but then when I did I didn't crash but I just went through it. Then I proceeded to go back to the middle road and everything went black again.

Then I woke up with a fast heartbeat but not the one that buldges out of your chest lol.

Thank you for listening and hopefully yall understand this, lol.

I had a dream today...
It could just all be a coincidence but it was very crazy coincidence if so ..

I dreamt about someone who was from a place called "Poponcini" and woke up wanting to look on Google maps, to see if a place called such existed..
I pulled it up, and low and behold the place does exist.. and it is located on "VIA CASSIA st"!! . With my name I've gone by my whole life being "Cassie" I found it to be a really cool... that the St name and my name were very close and just one letter difference..
How could a place I dreamt of and never heard about, have such a crazy coincidence..
I've never been to Italy, never researched it, or anything.
I have no idea why I dreamt of this place, or the specific person... The person in my dream was named "Vern" or "Fern" he had an accent so it was harder for me to tell which...
I would be mind blown, if someone going by that name actually does work at that place. 🤯

Just what the title says. I had a dream about a city I honestly wish I could live in or visit in real life.

There was an innate sense of peace and calm in the air, like the place had never seen any suffering or bloodshed and like there were no troubles to be found. I just recall walking down stone paved streets similar to cobblestones and the elaborate stonework buildings looming over the walkways. There was nowhere for any sort of vehicles or cars that I saw - everyone was just walking.

The buildings in this city were abnormally tall (at least for the design they had, every building seemed like a grand, elaborately designed town hall with intricate stonework) and the city was laid out in a way that it had a cozy enclosed/safe feeling.
All of the stone was a tan color and seemed old but well maintained, and every inch of the city had some kind of greenery in it, whether it was ivy that had grown over the towering buildings, or trees with vivid dark pink blossoms. I also vaguely recall some kind of bakery covered by canopies and seeing ponds scattered around the city just off the street or in clearings similar to tiny town squares. The city seemed built to include nature or be built around it/in harmony with nature, and that was part of what made it so beautiful.

For some reason, in the dream I was convinced that this city was in Italy or somewhere nearby and was eager to tell my family that I had traveled there. (In reality, I've never been to Italy, nor have I visited Europe.)