At my dad's house (the one he sold) and there was other family there too. Drove the VW. Parked it right outside and went into the house. We all came out to go to dinner and my car wasn't there. We were going to split up into two cars, mine being one of them, but it wasn't where I parked it. Looked up and down the street but it was stolen. Damn. Again?
Oh wait, it was a dream. Paging the good doctor...
