At one time or another I've thought about joining the Peace Corps so this dream didn't come as any sort of surprise. In my dream, I'm in the Peace Corps in Surinam. Everyone speaks Surinamese which is curiously very much like English. New farming equipment is coming in courtesy of Taco Bell and I have to make sure everything goes smoothly. Instead of boating it in, the gear lands on someone's house. Luckily no one dies and no one complains. We decide to piece it together with instructions downloaded from the internet. We are missing many pieces but then we have a magnificent dinner. The end.
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