Aqueduct Racing

Before everyone in my dream started to gather around to see the racing that would take place in an aqueduct, I caught up with an old co-worker. She is the only person I still hold a grudge against and she keeps on surfacing in my dreams. We were cordial to each other.

After that, I exited outside and through this winding concrete staircase that looked as though it belonged in a parking garage. It eventually put me outside and into a huge aqueduct. There were signs warning people that they were willing putting themselves at risk for exposure or drowning by being into the aqueduct. There was to be a race (ala Grease), but in boat form. The place wasn't filled with water when we got there but was a short time later when everyone gathered on this crosswalk that hovered above the water.

There was to be a series or races by boat that people would watch from these crosswalk. I remember the guy I was pulling for, someone I knew, won the first race and then everyone promptly jumped in the water and swam to the concrete embankment, got on land, and walked to the next staging area. They did this even though they could have walked there just as easily. I watched another race and decided that it sucked, so I left.