Dream About Vintage Car Travel South Korea

I was in this small vintage car. The type of cars that had that tan/brown interior. It could've been an '80s/90s car. There was a wonderful sunset, and we were driving from another country to the border of South Korea. We were already at the border, but we were going to go past it to get to Korea. I was in the front passenger seat and I wasn't myself in this part of the dream, I was some other woman, possibly in my 30s and pregnant. There was a man in the front passenger seat and we were talking. He was driving through narrow streets and passages and I told him I was afraid we were going to crash. He then drove the car to this TINY ASS bridge that was so narrow, but he managed to turn to get back onto the normal road. He then turned left and got on this bridge, crossing over the water to get to South Korea. I don't know the exact words we spoke to each other, but this was supposed to be a vacation and not a business trip according to him. He also said his job or whatever savings were going to pay for the trip and hotel costs, but not the additional charges, just the room and possibly the food and drinks. Also, a key factor in the dream but I didn't feel any sexual or romantic attraction to this man, however, I did feel a sense of comfort or familiarity even if I don't remember his face. Once we drove through the entrance, it didn't even look like South Korea. Tall buildings, PALM TREES...., Casinos, theaters...it looked as if you smashed Dubai and Miami together, it looked like that. Very beautiful and lively though. We then pulled up to this luxurious hotel, possibly more luxurious than the Ritz-Carlton. This hotel's layout...they had the door on the outside. I'm going on a limb and assuming it was an "L" shaped hotel. I didn't catch the name of it, they had a big cactus over where the doors were, and the hotel sign next to it. It looked like some luxurious Arizona hotel. There was also a little bit of orange-ish sand on the ground. I got so excited and got out of the car, but as I was exiting, I then turned back into myself again and my mother got out of the driver's seat. Our car then turned into the normal black Mitsubishi car we have and I got my luggage out which was surprisingly not that much. I was so happy to be there, to relax mostly. We went inside and saw that a receptionist and a lady were reading a book at the recreational area near the windows. I stood by the elevators, and my mother was on the phone, being loud as always, and the lady silently told me to tell her to keep her voice down. Some other people came to the hotel and looked at us puzzled, obviously, it showed we were out of place there and I didn't want to feel that way. However, thanks to my mother, it fucking did and I was embarrassed. I told her to keep her voice down and she did her usual "hush" gesture and started to talk in her "quieter" tone which is basically not even quiet. I took a little sculpture they had in the lobby with me and went in the elevator, no mall ride. We got to the room and I got the bed near the A/C. There were those sculptures in the room too, but it looked like they had price tags on them. I went online and it turns out that to hold the sculptures, you would have to rent them. It cost 50 bucks to rent them just to hold them, so I felt bad that I possibly had unknowingly spent 50 for a sculpture from the lobby, the other prices for other sculptures were either 50, 56, or 100 dollars ..US dollars. I went back to the lobby and put the sculpture down in its place. I stayed in the lobby and saw there was a computer place. I saw people come in so I figured I should look like I'm doing school work or something to seem more cool or responsible. I rented the computer for a while and then sat at the table with these younger teenagers. They were playing around being rowdy around me, and their mother was telling them to keep it down. There is a woman who walked in and she wanted to talk about me in the hotel lobby so I stood up out of my seat and I don't remember the rest, but that was the end of the dream.