So this time I came back to that place… some sort of reservoir hidden between two mountains along which two parallel highways run, with occasional little roads going from one side to the other. In this case one of them had even some kind of village or bigger place where we could stay and play some board game, that it, until the rain became too much.

Of course, I couldn’t say whether I was actually there in a different dream or just "in the dream I had been there before." I do remember a similar highway, but much bigger and complex, from (possibly) another dream a long time ago…