Me and the motorcycle

I had a dream last night that I acquired a BMW motorcycle. I'm pretty sure it was a gift and I didn't buy it for myself.

In real life I've never ridden a motorcycle and in the dream, I was practicing riding it around a parking garage. I succeeded in navigating the spiral ramp down the parking garage levels at a slow speed. I was proud of that.

Then I went to try the freeway, only to find traffic at a standstill. Since I was a beginning rider I decided not to do any white-lining, and just sat there in traffic waiting with everybody else. Other motorists, also stuck in traffic, admired my bike and asked me questions about it. I remember the little kids in passing cars were especially into it.