Pack Your Bags

I dreampt I was at my grandmother‘s house in New Jersey, (which is weird because my grandmother is deceased and we don’t own the house in New Jersey anymore.) My grandmother said pack your things we’re going to Mongolia, but we took the house with us instead of just packing bags. When we got there, the house went from modern to made of stone. Also, some things inside the house were rearranged like the windows. In my room the window didn’t have a screen. This fact was important since the city we visited was having some kind of street fair so all these people from different countries and we were bartering with some of them through the open window.  My sister was a stilt Walker while we were there.  I also remember that there was another stone house next-door and the neighbor's dog was watching through the window while I was sleeping.  Also my mom was there but she didn't do any trading because she was on the phone while waiting for two checks to be delivered.