Last Night’s Trip to Italy Dream

I don’t remember much about last night’s dream, beyond the fact that it opened with me getting on airplane in Dallas and flying to Italy, where I spent a week staying at a rural bed-and-breakfast.  I then flew back to Dallas to make sure that my cat had enough food to last him for the next few weeks and I spent a night in my house (no one else, but the cat, was there because, like me, they were on vacation) and then the next day, I got back on an airplane and flew back to Italy.  This time, I stayed in Rome and I spent a few days just walking around the city.  Everyone was very friendly.  Then, I got a train and I went down to Venice.  I was in a gondola when I woke up.