Grandpa, the Sailor

At the end of a dream, I walked up to my grandpa to ask him a question. He was wearing clothes that made him look like he was part of a yacht club, or like someone who owns a sailboat (think blue and white stripes, red and yellow anchors... nautical theme). Also, he looked much, much younger. I asked him, "where are you from?" His answer told me that either he didn't know who I was, or he thought I didn't know who he was. So I rephrased the question, calling him grandpa this time.

Another snippet of a dream:

I was referring to my bicycle, and instead of saying I needed "air in my front tire," I said I needed "front air in my tire."