Change Of Scene

[poliphilo]

 I dreamed "we" had gone across to France to eat at a restaurant with a wonderful reputation. We were seated downstairs in a crowded room and- while they were perfectly friendly and brought us various amuse-guelles- the staff were tardy in taking our order. I began to wonder whether the experience was worth the large price we'd be paying for it. Then, suddenly, we were no longer in the cellar but sitting in the open air at the edge of a cliff with a fantastic view out over blue distances, while behind us stood the soaring gothic towers of a mediaeval city.....