The others were all kind of related. They all involved, in one way or another, the Newtown/Sandy Hook area (which is twenty minutes from me). In one, I was using a fancy wall-sized image of Google Maps or something to show some people how to get from somewhere near here to a certain point over there in Newtown, on a route that would necessitate jumping from one road to another. (There's never a straight line path from one point in Connecticut to another, that much is real!)
In another, I was the one driving over there, and since I had just found the place (whatever it was), I decided to take the opportunity to check it out before heading back home. The place was now a large multi-acre state park or some such, but a quiet area, as it was now a convent. The geography of it was lovely, typical woodsy and hilly Connecticut. I was exploring the private roads through there and in this one area which was a cemetery I had to make a turn because the road dead ended at this open barn-like structure. I then I found I wasn't alone and undetected, because several of the sisters were working in there on their projects or chores. I made nice with the small talk, chatting with them to assure them I meant no harm or anything.
Realized after I was awake that this would be based on the actual place, Abbey of Regina Laudis, another half hour or so from where the dream was placing it, where "Mother Dolores Hart" resides and does some occasional acting. I never have gotten up there to see anything, to my regret.
