It started with some lesser dream about getting a job opportunity, and all I had to do to get the job was return this styrofoam chicken head to this huge business with a chicken head for a logo, though the job wasn't with them - the chicken-head business was apparently like Wal-Mart in that they wanted to get their hands in everything, and they were also in the business of finding jobs for people.
Anyway, there I was walking across the parking lot when the setting changed faster than I could see, and I was then walking across a park. I saw lots of groups of people, including a group playing soccer. As soon as the setting changed, the dream quality shot up dramatically into the high detail of reality and I was like, "WTF? Where am I, and how did I get here?" I kept walking, hoping to find out where I was and how to get back home. The park gained altitude in one direction, and it wasn't until I'd quickly scaled a very big hill without much effort that I realized I must be dreaming.
At the top of the hill, there was a gravel path. Deciding I wanted to go faster, I grabbed the air as though grabbing handlebars, and mounted an invisible bicycle. I started riding around. The gravel and trees became a nice little mountain neighborhood with houses and roads. It was really interesting and a little scary when the road would turn so sharply and without warning that I'd fly off into the air and have to ride my invisible bike back to the road; it happened several times before I stopped at the shore of some lake or something, where there were a whole bunch of people swimming nude or hanging out nude on the shore. I got off my invisible bike and joined them, since it was a nudist beach.
The dream kept going after that, but my memory gets a bit fuzzy after that point. At one point, I was eating something in the dream and could actually taste it! I don't know how long the dream lasted, but it was the longest high-definition dream I've had to date.