Fire in the Bathroom, 9/24

Last night I dreamed again about a festival. This time it was at Elicker's Grove, but we had been there for five or six years, we were up to six thousand people and they were expanding it so we could come back, because we had to go elsewhere for room.
In the beginning, it was very hectic. Things were crazy, there was a fire in the second pavilion, which later became a swimming pool in front of Rich and the horse farm. The bands were connected to surge protectors which kept touching an outlet and catching fire. But the band was good. It ended up being a DJ. I remember a guy introduced himself to me and was surprised I didn't know who he was, the talent. Then they were on stage and they were pretty good. Then the fire happened, and I was like "Whats that smell?" I disovered it and blew it out but it happened again. That was the most real part of the whole dream. Then I was up by the first (real) pavilion. This was late at night, like 3-4am. And Tanay was coming out of her house and we looked down and the second pavilion was blown over and almost blowing into disappearing. But she didn't care. We went down there and it was a pool. And everyone was swimming. There was a point in this one where the sun was coming up and Gary or Wesley was surprised. Then I showed Tanay what we were doing, we were building slides around the second stage in which to make the pool surround it, so that there was a little pool in the back. To do that, I had to move some trains and tracks, which I did bare handed I think. So we did that, and it was a beautiful day by now. Time is relatively linear in this dream.
Then I woke up and it was 10 am.
When I went back to sleep, me and a bunch of people who were in a hotel were getting everything out of the grove/hotel and packing it in cars and getting on the road. It was already about four on a saturday or sunday, but the front desk said we could hang till we got all our stuff. The first car left and called about an hour later off of route 80 to tell us there was a traffic stop to stash anything and that it would take a long time. So I found a computer and reworked our way home.
That's about all I remember. Another festival, but a really good one. Successful in a lot of ways. Too crazy, but Tanay didn't mind, so, whatever I guess.