Had an interesting dream. It was quite long and involved. I was a bus driver taking a busload of kids to some sort of summer camp in rural Arizona. It was just supposed to be for a weekend but for some reason we didn't leave Sunday like we were supposed to. We were staying at a huge house that had been turned into this camp. We went hiking in ravines. Why we didn't go back when we were supposed to is one of the questions raised. The owners of the house were rich people who had donated it- really a mansion, to the kids camp. The bused kids were high school age boys, no girls. At one point I was walking around the mansion and opened a small closet with hammerhead bats in it. If you don't know what a hammerhead bat is, you should google it and see the photos. In order to load the kids into the bus when we were finally leaving, they had to climb this large square monument by twos and slide down the sides. There was a famous radio personality, one of the guys in charge, and I would follow him around and talk to him just to hear his voice, which I was familiar with from the radio. There were some scenes of me driving the bus, which were a bit tense because I didn't really know how to drive a bus, yet someone had put me in this position of responsibility as a bus driver.