Visiting the Penners

I dreamed last night that we went to visit the Penners. We called them up and asked them if we could come visit, and then we left. It didn't take long to get to their neighborhood. We had instructions that we were to go to the end of Grinch Lane and then turn left. Grinch Lane was very long and was in the middle of some sort of national park. All of the houses were historical houses that had been turned into musuems. There were tourists everywhere. The road turned and twisted and even went straight through some of the houses. Finally we got to the end of the road and we could see the mountains. I knew we were getting close. I saw a column of chimney smoke in the distance and knew that had to be it. As we rounded the corner, I saw it...but I was sure that couldn't be it. My friend Lisa had told me they lived in a four-story barn. This was an old green boxcar with a couple of old toilets sitting out front. To my surprise, it was their house! We hugged the Penners, but Lisa could tell that I was confused. "I thought you lived in a four-story barn!" I said. "I do!" she replied. "See how tall it is? It's nearly as tall as four-stories." I said, "No, it's a one-story boxcar." We argued about it for quite a bit, but finally I just came to the conclusion that my friend was just delusional.