At the beginning of my most recent visit to Belgrade, I had a very peculiar dream shortly after I arrived. I was staying in a very small studio just down the block from St. Mark's church, near the Parliament. (During this visit, there was an immense protest march one weekend, so it was a very interesting location -- on that day, I made it a point to stay in, though I walked around the city the night before.)
A day or two after I arrived, I dreamed that I was inside the upper reaches of a very tall tower, facing an angel, who was standing slightly above me on the stairs. The angel had an immense countenance. He threw some salt in my face. Like any graduate of an American law school, I took umbrage at the tort. I demanded to know who was in charge. Surprised, and apparently a bit confused at the question, the angel indicated some figures standing far below, whom I understood to be the clerics of the local national church. That's all I remember of it -- the memory is keyed to the authentic reaction of the angel, taking the question and answering it.
A very peculiar dream.
I have a theory of long standing that when I remember some detail of a dream, the reason is that it indicates something that I need to pay attention to, possibly to repair.
So, acting a bit less like a graduate of an American law school, especially when abroad, is perhaps the takeaway there.