I had come home for Christmas and was helping my mom with stuff she needed to get done. She had made a list of four different chores, and I chose the one at the bottom of the list, "Decorating for the tree." I decided our tree should have a super hero motif, so I began drawing a bunch of Christmassy super heroes, cutting them out, and placing them in the Christmas tree. She came out of the kitchen and started yelling at me for not helping. I got in a big shouting match, claiming that I was helping--I was doing #4 on the list. She didn't agree that I was meeting the criteria so I stormed out of the living room.
I ended up going to someone's wedding at St Joseph's catholic church in Auburn. It wasn't started yet, so I went downstairs to use the toilet. The restroom area was all changed since the last time I had been there. One of the urinal stalls was exposed to the hall. Someone was using that one. I waited for the other stall, the one behind the shut "MEN" door, to open, and I went in and used it. As I stood urinating, I saw an old brass sign nailed to the wall that said "23rd and J." I realised that this corner, where the toilet was now attached, used to be the outside of the building long ago and that was the street sign. I looked out the window to my right as I was urinating and stared at the houses. As I stood there, occasionally I would get this feeling that I was going to lose my balance and fall over. I couldn't figure out what was going on.
When I finished and zipped up, I turned around and my dad was there on the other side of what I thought was the bathroom. I asked him what was going on, and he said that when I walked into the mens' room, I had actually stepped onto a secret bus that was now taking us all over London. That explained why I felt like I was going to fall over--all of those sharp corners we had been taking when I thought I was in a stationary church basement restroom were the cause of it all. Apparently that view from the window (the basement was mostly underground with a bit above--you had to go up steps to get to the "ground floor", in case you were wondering how a basement room had an eye-level window) was just a decoy to trick people into thinking they were still in the bathroom.
When the bus finally stopped, we got out in an Underground station, but I don't remember anything else interesting happening.