I dreamt of Malaysia last night. I couldn't tell you why; I've never been there before and anything I've ever seen of Kuala Lumpur I saw in the movie Entrapment.
I was floating down a river, and at one point I was in a store buying crystals and a green-stoned multi-strand bracelet, and the saleswoman there asked me what my zodiac sign was and how old I was, and I said, "Thirty." Dave was there with me. Perhaps a future trip? I've never expressed traveling to Malaysia before. Very strange.