First part of the dream, I was in some rich guy's house, waiting around for him to come back.  It almost felt like a pilgrimage that I had taken to get here.  Very big house, but not showy, just roomy and comfortable.

Second part of the dream, I set up a tent on what looked like a cliff.  Viewing it later, it turned out to be an inclined dock (someone covered-up the dock's top with clay, soil, and grass).  My aunt Bonnie and a friend of mine (who is not a waking friend, may just be generic 'friend') were staying behind the rest of the family who went to some event.  I set up the tent and decided to leave off the rain fly.  I go into the tent for awhile and it starts to rain and gust.  Since I didn't fully set up the tent, the stakes weren't down, and a corner of the tent started to fold inward.  I quickly zip up the windows and doors and go outside to throw the rain fly on (but don't have time to strap it down) and throw two more tarps on generic camping gear.

Later on, I step outside after the rain cleared to find a bum on the base end of the dock trying to sell some lighter fluid and a zippo lighter.  Having been wanting a (working) zippo for some time, I go and listen.  Turns out he was selling the zippo for $6.  I know a good deal when I hear one so I go grab my friend and ask him if he has change for a twenty.  Turns out he kind of does, but I'd be missing a few dollars in the transaction.  So I exchange the twenty dollar bill for the almost twenty in change (a few bills and a few coins).  Before I could buy the zippo, I woke up.