I hardly ever remember my dreams period. I do remember one I had last week though. I was getting put into a Russian jail, and I was very concerned about having tobacco, and was trying to figure out how to smuggle it in. Turns out my concerns were ill founded. Not only could I have tobacco, the cell I was put in, though shabbily decorated, and an interesting stock of Russian spirits on a wall shelf. Everyone, guards and prisoners alike were very nice too. I highly recommend it :^D