Last night I dreamt of a man and a woman. I was standing at a counter talking to them about a city in California. It started with a “v,” but they did not recognize the name. It might have been “vallero” or “vallerio.” There are so many cities there that start with “v,” who knows? I said, “okay, maybe Vallejo.” The female shook her head and said Vallejo was too expensive. She said that they were looking at leaving Los Angeles but that San Diego would be okay.