My first dream took place during the day in another country at a hotel in the field that might/may have been the same hotel from one of my past dreams of a hotel in a field in Italy.
Several other people and me had stayed at the hotel for a while, we were familiar with each other, and we would sometimes talk.
The dream started with us talking about some of our interesting experiences at the hotel.
I was talking with a man with whitish colored skin with long curly/shiny/wet/gelled/whatever dark-colored hair with almost fake looking short dark-colored facial hair who wore glasses; and who slightly looked like a fake/wanna-be version of the professional wrestler Razor Ramon (Scott Hall).
He was a fan of him, so I guess he tried to look like him.
I was talking with an attractive woman with whitish colored skin with long blondish colored hair, and they were telling their stories of how they met Razor Ramon/Scott Hall at the hotel.