Renovation in the neighborhood? Dreamed 2-19-10

(Some background: I live on a no outlet road on the side of a mountain. The houses towards the end of the road on the left side are situated so that they have a gorgeous view of the valley. Behind the houses on the right are just woods, lots and lots of woods.)

I was walking up the road with my dad and brother. On the left about a quarter of the way to the end was a store that was just built to look like an old power plant. I asked my dad what customer base they were looking for since we live in the middle of nowhere and likely the only people that would visit are the people who live on our road. About half way up the road on the right side they replaced trails with some sort of epic water flume ride. There was a stream with rocks lining both side and it went deep into the woods and up the side of another mountain. I decided I wanted to wander back there and check it out sometime.

At the end of the road there was a lot of digging and construction. In front of the last house on the right there were rockets (like in the rocket garden at Kennedy Space Center). In front of the last house on the left was a group of smaller rockets. The road was lined in chain link fences. Near the cliff between the last house on the left and the one before that was a giant paper mache head. It was a woman with pink lipstick. Men were lining up at the road to take pictures pretending to kiss her. The were perspective pictures where it would look like she was actually there since it was so large and so far away. (This physically doesn't work in this situation but hey... it's a dream) Admission was being charged to go and stand near the edge of the cliff to look down a the valley. I didn't want to pay the $6.75, especially since I'd already seen it.

My dad, brother and I walked by down the road towards our house. In front of the house right next to us there was a kiddie pool with a tiger sleeping in it. The tiger got up and began to follow us. My dad told us to run and we ran in the house and tried to call 911. None of the phones we used would let us call. While we were in the house my dad threw aside the black wrist brace he was wearing, grabbed the tiger and punched it in it's face. The garage door was still open when we were in the house and another tiger walked in after us. I punched it and threw it out. We closed the garage door on the tiger. After beating up the tiger my dad came back in the house relatively unscathed.