Dreamspace

I had a dream last night that I was talking to an old French man, who was called Basile. He popped up earlier in the dream and I recognised him but I didn’t know where. The dream passed him by. But he came back later on as we drove in small Land Rover around the streets of an old town in Malta. We had a nice chat about languages and various things. I told him I was learning Romanian, and he seemed surprised but then he asked me some questions and I responded in my basic Romanian. Guess the words and sentences are going in somewhere at least