1) I get to Italy, and a bunch of friends from college pick me up. For some reason, they're all celebrating some eastern religious holiday with a bunch of Japanese people. They tell me it's the one day of the year they can do whatever they want and not have to worry about guilt or death or any kind of consequences. We go skydiving over a big lake, and my parachute doesn't open. I hit the water and go really deep. I start coming up and it takes a really long time. I wonder if I'm gonna make it to the surface before I drown, but I can feel my lungs expanding, and I keep exhaling. I finally get to the top and everyone's laughing. We go to the side of the lake and all the Japanese people are drinking beer.