last night i dreamt that there was a loooonnnngggg bridge from Canada to Ireland that you drive on or take the train. and my sister and i are on the train in a fancy dining car - think Orient Express - and i'm wondering how i'm going to get back in to Canada when i have my Irish passport with me!

then the train goes into a tunnel when you get to the coast and the customs and immigration area is below ground and all visitors have to be examined by medical staff before they let you in to the country.

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