This is one of the views coming round the harbour into our city, that mum took a few years ago on a lovely sunny day. Needless to say it was blowing a gale today, and not a day for walking. Mum woke up having what she calls a disaster dream. You know, like the big scale action movies, all the hills shaking, cracks in the road type dreams. Hers was that she had to get up high, away from the low areas, so it must have been an earthquake/tsunami dream. I wasn't with her and she was scrambling to get to higher ground. Luckily, our city is surrounded by high hills, so in reality it might not be such an issue.
Mum had been thinking about watching Noah the movie - maybe that brought it on?