I got through the hovercraft doors just before they closed, the final boarding announcement ringing in the air behind me. Geoff and George were already on board. Geoff and I had tickets to a concert, and Geo was headed to London to hang with his Dad.
The spacecraft I was on was like an enormous flying saucer but with softer edges, and tons of modern appeal. There was an observation deck ring all the way around the craft where passengers were hanging out, getting a first hand glance at the atmosphere.
The ship traveled such that it took about 20 minutes to get from New York to London, my final destination. The ship was capable of going past light speed and extending into the rest of the galaxy, but also performed earth local trips.
I made my way to the very front of the ship, stationing myself in the observation deck directly above the bridge- where the ship's navigators were working it. I pressed my hands against the glass as though to feel the atmosphere and speed passing through them more.
The ship picked up huge speed coming in for landing, and many people on the observation deck were convinced we were crashing. We just missed the tops of buildings (all banks, oddly) all the way to the landing pad.
I ended up visiting George's Dad's neighborhood and getting into stern conversation with the law for doing whatever I pleased with the neighbor's properties. In the dream, I treated every thing as though it was my own to do what I pleased with.
I was coming off as a thief, and a couple of female police officers came knocking on the door. I invited them in and explained my behavior and why they should let me off of whatever minor charges they could pin on me. They agreed and left me to do my thing, and I promised to discontinue raising hell if I could.