Dream of flying

Had a dream last night that was noteworthy in it's amusement. I was in a world (Marin specifically) where global warming had allowed the freeways to become obsolete and taken over largely by wetlands. We all got around by boat or air. The air transportation was particularly interesting. Kind of a hybrid of plane and copter, podlike and pyramid shaped. They were built for three people. I was a passenger in one with an unkown pilot and some older guy. The weather patterns necessitated such a design in air-vehicles as it was always gusty. This was a particularly gusty day and we were having trouble approaching the small runway, which like most runways was a bit of old freeway that remained above the waterline. One gust found the older man bumping into the side an forcing the unlocked door open, so I grabbed him to prevent his untimely exit. We joked about an invention that would detect the seated passenger and automate the closing and locking of the door. He at first exclaimed that he would not want tot be trapped in the vehicle if he needed to escape quickly. I looked over my sunglasses in him and quietly reminded him that we are several hundred feet in the air and would not likely desire a hasty departure from the vehicle. We laughed heartily as he conceded that he was of the old school where folks sometimes were afraid to wear seatbelts for fear of being trapped in cars.
Our pilot decided that doing a series of loop-the-loops as we decended over the runway was the best course of action and we landed safely albeit a bit dizzy/adrenaline-filled.