Mashed Potatoes Dark Drive

Last night my dream started in a wooden cabin, it had the feeling of a traditional japaneese household. i was in a cooking class with some random people. there was an instructor that was explaining something about twice baked potatoes and was comparing it to how afgani children are educated.. we had to roll and mix the mashed potatoes in this huge pile, but every time we rolled it, the volume kept increasing until everyone in the class was buried except for their heads. i was telling people how to get out because i avoided being trapped, but they weren't even acknowledging me or the mashed potatoes.

next, my dream jumped to me driving down a residential neighborhood, the houses were fairly large, but the streets were not lit, and there were no lights on in any of the houses. I was driving in the hyundai santa fe, and i was trying to find a way out, while dodging these low tree branches that were sticking out into the road.