Around the World with HIV Scare

(dream must\'ve been heavily influenced by my reading of \"80 days around the world\" right before bed, as it picks up and puts me in almost exact spot in book as the main char) - was at the airport with a younger black boy, maybe 8-10(like Andrew\'s little bro), and we both had HIV or some other horrible disease. We were on line to make outlet flight from Yokohama to San Fran(in book they take steamer) We\'re a little behind schedule and not sure we\'ll make it. And also our passports are expired so that could be an issue. We play the HIV card and some man decides to help us. Thankfully we make it thru the turnstile with our two huge suitcases each and we board this enormous military grade plane. We enter from the first class section and I see there is a lot of room and want the young kid to be comfortable so I call over to a stewardess and immediately upgrade our tickets to this area. It\'s not luxurious or anything, looks like a lot of moving crates you\'d see at a concert, bungeed to the walls, and the seats aren\'t much more comfortable(if imagine) than those in the Normal-class section, but the fact that there\'s room and we can sit next to each other makes it worth it to dip into the prepared \"normal expenses fund\". We sit down, smile at eachother that we made it, and get ready for takeoff. Wake up.