Last night I went to Italy

Last night I had a dream that my mom and I just picked up and went to Italy. And when we got there I realized that Greg was going to be coming over after work and we didn't leave a note or anything. So we try to find a payphone so I can call him, but we can't find any. Then we walk into this little pastry shop to see if they know where a payphone is. We go in, and everyone who is eating there has a bunch of like cinnamon rolls. We ask the guy if there is a payphone nearby, he responds in English, "no, but you can use my phone here." I said, "wow, that is very nice of you." Then he asks me for the number that i want to call in America, and I am like writing all these weird numbers, a 1-888 number, and a bunch of others. And he is getting all confused as to which numbers he has to dial, plus I don't think he could read my handwriting very well. Then, all of a sudden- this family walks in and the daughter is an old high school friend- Kate! I jump up and run over and give her a big hug. Ask how she is doing, yada yada...and after that we never made the phone call and ended up exploring Italy. I vaguely remember the rest of the dream....there were fields, bridges,...ahh the rest is a blur.