What are Singapore dreams about?

So I’ve just woken up to a dream about me and my friend at a theme park which is a real theme park called Universal Studios Singapore. We were having so much fun there and while we were looking for some rides I told her there was actually this one ride that no one goes to queue up.

She asked which ride it was, I told her it was this ride near the Mummy Ride which was similar to the Canopy Flyer. However, a guy who heard our conversation said it was shut down. Upset but still hoping that it was still open, I went to the area where the ride operated. There was no sign of a ride there ever existing.

I asked a nearby employee about it and she said it never existed.

I do not believe it. I swear it exists. I remember I have rode it before. I even remember the queue area. However, I’ve searched online everywhere to see if anyone has ever uploaded a picture or description of that ride, sadly nothing came up.

But still I do remember I have dreamt about that ride in my previous dream about a month ago so I really do not know what this all means and whether it is just my head making things up…

Please help to explain.

I had a weird yet good dream last night. For relevance I’m 19, a female and I am completely single so I’m no way close to even getting married.

My dream was about me about to get married to my fiancé. But before I got married ( I was in the planning phase) I was at a house ( that almost looked like my grandparents house/neighborhood) when I started feeling bad so I went to the doctor and he told me with a smile that I was pregnant.

When I found out I was pregnant I felt scared, nervous and said/thought “ my family/parents are going to kill me” but that’s not all the continued to tell me that I was pregnant with TRIPLETS!!!Afterwards I’m still scared and nervous about telling my fiancé. I was so distraught about it that I even considered having an abortion ( I would never do that in real life ) but ultimately decided to keep them.

I keep the pregnancy a secret while I was getting ready for the wedding. Then the day before the wedding I told my sister that I was pregnant but left out the triplets part and she frantically told that I need to tell my fiancé right before the wedding.

Then the day of the wedding everything goes great we said our vows and I do’s and now we’re at the reception and I act sheepish and glance at my sister and she give me a nod of reassurance and I get a call from the doctor who told me I need to come in for a follow up exam the babies and another sonogram. I start getting all nervous and right before I could tell my now husband , he grabs the mic and thanks everyone who came, the staff etc and he was getting emotional and had a few happy tears while saying the following line.

“ i’m so happy this is the best day of my life and this day can’t get any better!”

At that point my heart is in my stomach and he gives me the mic and I sheepishly say

“ Yeah i-it couldn’t get any better”

(That’s when I wake up from the dream but after a few minutes I fall back asleep and here’s what happened after I went back to sleep)

Me and my fiancé came back our honeymoon ( I think it was either Hawaii or Singapore ) and I think a month has passed since the wedding and now we’re at like a celebration ( it was like either a birthday or just a get together with people).

Everything was going great we were all having fun and my husband was talking about the wedding and all that good stuff so sometime afterwards I built of enough courage to take him aside to tell him about the pregnancy.

We started off with some random chit chat then afterwards we had the following conversation

Me : Do you want to have kids

Him : yeah someday

Me : how about in 6 months

He gives me a shocked ever

Him : You’re pregnant with a baby

Me : More like/How about 3 babies

He fainted and everyone circled him while I called an ambulance.

That’s the end of the dream

I don't like remembering this dream I had this morning, but I need to jot down.

I'm on a trip. I'm in Singapore, staying in a very cheap hostel. My room has three beds. I share a room with a Japanese female. She takes yoga classes in the town. I'm thinking to find a job here in Singapore, and thinking maybe the yoga school might hire me. Breakfast is free at the hostel. I go down to the restaurant, but they have white bread and some other unhealthy foods (I eat whole wheat), so I go back to my room and eat my own food in my room.

She takes me to the yoga school. The yoga teacher is unfriendly. I leave the school. Now the female goes to some other town, so I use the room alone.

My mother comes to visit me in Singapore. She hasn't found a place to stay yet. She has two hostels in mind. I'm thinking to let her stay in my room, but know that it will cause trouble because I don't like hanging out with her 24/7. We need separated places.

She checks in at a hostel. Her room is big. In a half room, females sleep and in the other half room, males sleep. The thick curtain and a tall shelf separates the two areas. She is in her undies somehow and passes by the male sleeping area. I warn her, telling her to put on clothes.

Singapore is a very easy and comfy town to stay for us, Japanese. It is alkie to Japan in many aspects. A developed country with many modern buildings.

From Australia to Singapore and when I fell asleep waiting for ms flight that was apparently changed due to a technical mishap (dream me clicked check in before getting to the counter and somehow that messed it up and why do I remember talking with the staff trying to get this fixed in clear detail? not rehashing because it was sorta frustrating lol)

Ended up calling them like a few days later because I had dreamt in the dream I actually got home (not Singapore) but my old home was apparently magically near the beach and I had the nicest dream literally watching the crabs on the sand and picking up sea shells and the like

I went home in that dream to get my phone to take a picture of the sea turtles and the like and wow I woke up from that dream in a dream and had dream me call the flight people that I missed my flight could I change it and they're like ye sure but we can only give you $31 refund and I'm like lmao ok sure whatever for some reason flight tickets weren't that expensive and I got another ticket that was just an extra thirty of that refund and bam

for some reason different dream, soft of same setting of that home near the beach except I played different characters like I was aware this was a fictional story that I apparently had written and I was reading through it while.also at the same time being the character in the story while enjoying myself at the beach and it was a mindfuckery in which eventually some characters had apparently teleported into the past and when reunited with others there was a big ass age gap (grandparent age vs young adult) and for some reason the oldies talked to the youngun and the youngun joked about oh wow have you two been sexting since you were in your teens and they nodded (the oldies were two older women) and lol they got into a whole spiel about love or whatever and it ends with the youngun comforting the oldest saying 'youre enough' which stuns the oldie and then...

I think I woke up rip

Lol wtf does any of this mean gah other than make me want to go to the beach where I can see crabs and sea turtles majestically walking around in a clean pristine ocean and shore ???

I live in Singapore an they have these parks that are connected to other parks from other parts of Singapore, maybe even beaches.

Onto the dream: I dreamt one of those park connectors lead to a different part of the country, by a very colorful(think: the beaches in the Bahamas but with more bright flowers and small amounts of colloquial Japanese architecture here and there.) tropical beach to be precise.

The weird thing is that everybody there spoke Japanese(I've been learning the language for over 5 years now). From the men who talk in the gazebo by the seaside to the preschoolers who were being brought around the area by the teachers. I assume they were second/third generation descendants from the Japanese occupation but it gradually became their own thing.

It was beautiful, it had its own community, everyone was doing their own thing and it felt so genuine and "cut-off" from the rest of the country. It was just pure bliss.

But then I woke up... Wish that was an actual thing in real life, a polyglot's dream.