I'm staying in a hotel with my grandfather Bob, who in the dream is a young man, maybe in his 40's, thin and good-looking. I'm younger, but not really any different.

It seems to be morning. I go into the bathroom, and there are some problems in there. I think I urinated in a low drawer for some reason, and I notice that it is full of children's toys, especially some sticks of colorful chalk. So I can't just leave it like that, I will have to take everything out of that drawer and wash it. But I think I am short of time. The bathroom has leaks all over, and one of them is spraying water near that drawer, so I redirect it with my hand so that it goes into the drawer and showers the contents.

Then I go back out into the hotel room, which is a typical space with two double beds. Bob is dressed and ready to go, the place looks tidied-up since I was there last, and there is a large dark-skinned woman vacuuming. I ask her if she's in charge of this room, and she says no, she was just asked to vacuum. Then another woman comes in, who is apparently the one in charge, and I ask to show her the leaking water in the bathroom. As I point out the area under the sink, tiny streams of spray suddenly sprout from about four different places under there, and I point out the leaking.