Nice Dream?

I was staying in a hotel with a whole lot of people... my friends, my family, some people from my church, and him, which was weird only to me. It was a gorgeous spot. In the mountains somewhere and very green and clear and woodsy. I wish I could remember the whole thing, but I can only recall short bits and shadowy images...you know how it is, I'm sure.
I remember in particular two instances from my dream...

1) I'm in a bed, and there are a bunch of people i know in the room and we're all talking and having fun. Well, at least they are. I can only sit and think of how stupid I must look to the person I admire. Suddenly, he looks at me and points to the foot of the bed, and says that there is a spider, a mouse and a snake in my bed. Then everyone else sees them too, and I freak out and roll out of the bed and onto the floor. I soon see that the snake is only a baby garter snake, the kind I had growing up, so I wasn't freaked out by it. only the spider; I hate spiders.

2)Me and 3 of my very dearest friends, Pip, Kristina and Andrew are out on a hike on some overgrown and dark trail at night. Every once in a while, there are lit areas, as if from some unseen lamppost somewhere. The ambiance was very adventurous, and we were running along the side of a deep crevice, which, as I bent down to look inside of it, was actually a huge pipe that had cracked open at the top and I was looking down into it. It had been that way for a long time, I could see in the dim light that there were vines going up its insides and dirt and leaves caked onto the bottom. Just as I was thinking about how frightening it would be to fall into it, a noise to my left made me look over just in time to see Pip slide off the edge and down into the pipe. I yelled for Kristina and Andrew to come over and I tried to see inside the hole and call Pip's name. He woudn't answer. My mind reeled between thinking that he was dead at the bottom, or probably fine and just playing a joke. But it was so deep, I knew he couldn't have fallen without getting injured. Then I saw him. He was laying, barely visible, close to the wall. I knew someone had to get down to him, and somehow (this part gets fuzzy) it was me. The 3 of us found some big peices of cardboard or something, and I asked for Kris and Andrew to hold them while I was lowered down. For some reason or other, Andrew had a hard time cooperating and Kris had to yell at him before he would help. As I was being lowered in, I could hear other voices a ways away coming closer, and I couldn't tell if I was happy, because maybe they could help us, or apprehensive, because we would get caught. I finally reached the bottom, and I looked over and I saw him lying there, unconscoius. As i ran over to him, he began to wake up, and I could tell he was in pain. I helped him up I looked to my left to see a step ladder going almost all the way to the top of the crack in the pipe. I had to push him up the steps as he made his way up because it was so hard for him. When we got out of it, we all decided he had a sprained ankle, and it was really sad because now he couldn't play ultimate frizbee. Long story.
There's more, but I can't remember it well enought to type it. Weird. My dreams are so strange.