I dreamt that I was visiting a small town on the Adriatic coast together with some friends from Motovun. There were about ten of us. We were sitting in the harbor and looking around. It was sunny and the sea was calm. To our right there was a long concrete jetty going into the sea, but its top half was submerged. I remember getting up to explore it. I walked along it as far as I could, and I was about to take off my shoes and socks. Looking toward the head of the jetty, I tried to guess how far should I roll up my pants. Just above the knees would be more than enough, I remember thinking. I woke up before I took off my shoes, though. “Climate change,” it flashed through my mind at once. That was the only explanation for the submerged jetty. Strangely, climate change did not even cross my mind in the dream. The jetty was submerged, and that was all there was to it. Judging by what I saw in my dream, the sea level was about a meter higher than where it had been when the jetty was built. Prescient, or what?