I'm in the passenger seat of my truck, directing somebody, I think Vera, to parallel park it alongside this park, a familiar one from Northwest Portland. I suggest that she pull up a bit more, but then that one looks like a driveway or something, so no, stay here.

We start to walk, I think looking for an urban trail, but instead we find a children's train ride, in one of the blocks. The brightly colored tracks and decorations wind around this little park, and I mention it is familiar, there is another such train that I know of.

I'm now with Natasha, and she starts to step off this edge, and I start to catch her, but then there is a net over it, so it's ok, she can step there.