I had a dream where I was visiting all the places I want to go eventually. First, I was in New South Wales, Australia, belaying off a 100 foot cliff with safety gear on in search of The Yowie, then I was driving through Bishopville, South Carolina, tracking reports of the Lizard Man, next thing I know, I'm visiting a village in Jamtland, Sweden, tracking reports of the Stoorsjudjuret, then I'm driving through Tokyo, Japan, in search of The Kappa, then I'm hiking through the Hubei Province in China in search of The Yeren, then I'm at Mztinlava River, South Africa looking for the mysterious Mamlambo, then I'm in the snowy peaks of Siberia, Russia, in search of The Almas, then I'm in the bustling town of Istanbul, Turkey, in search of the Lake Van Monster, then I'm in Sonora, Mexico, tracking reports of The Chupracabra, then I'm in Okanagan Valley, British Columbia, in search of the legendary Ogopogo, then I'm in the rainforest of Brazil, South America, where the Mapinguari is said to hide, and finally to top it all off, I make my last pit stop in Trenton, New Jersey, tracking reports of the Jersey Devil.