The chinese man who said 153, the bees and the fliers

[masterordinator]

I almost never remember if or what I dream and I put a little importance on it. But when I dream it's every time a really vivid experience. When this happens I google my dream and have fun with the interpretations. This week though , two nights in a raw I had intense dream experiences and it would be great if someone would help me interpret them.
The first night i dreamed of flying over my city at a low altitude (30-100 feet). I could control the speed and direction with the palms of my hands, what can I say it was a great experience in and out. The second night it gets wired. If started in China in a jeans outlet. I just found a pair of jeans that I really liked and looked great on me. I decided to buy them. I asked the salesman the starting price(in China you bargain for everything) and the salesman said 153 USD . I started laughing knowing this is a huge price even for the US market and started to bargain. The man kept saying 153 and wouldn't drop the price. I started to get angry and tried to make him understand that I'm never gonna buy them at that price. Other people kept coming to the counter and all bargained in Chinese(the bargain was quick and people were leaving with a cheap pear of jeans). Than I realized looking in the guys eyes that he will not sell them to me at any other price than 153. I got even more angry and left the store cursing him in a language that both I and him didn't know. As I walked out trying to calm down I was surrounded by swarm of bees. I thought i should run but than I thought that if I run they will start stinging. I started walking slowly being sure that I am stung hundreds of times but I realized that I feel the bees on me but not the stings. Maybe one or two . For a long period I was walking very slowly surrounded by the bees. I was not scared anymore and even the sound they made started to be a happy one. I don't know if they were 153 bees but I thought of that in my dream. Suddenly the bees disappeared and I was in a big square somewhere in Europe (Spain or France). People were sitting on the grass enjoying the sun. As I looked up I realized that 5-7 people were flying above us. They had some kind of suits on, with bat like wings forming from the material between the hands and legs. They were using the wind for the flight. The flying costumes were the same but in different colors. My wife was near me, we were sitting on the grass watching this people making all kind of acrobatics in the air, what can I say it was a lot of fun. Suddenly I felt the wind change and somehow I knew something bad is gonna happen. I looked at the green flier , he or she was doing circles in the air when because of the strong wind started flying downwards. The flyier smashed on the ground at a 90 degree angle with no chance of making it alive. At the same time another one crashed and another one. It was clear sooner or later all of them would crush. It was all happening very quick, in a matter of seconds. I stud up thinking I need to do something to help those people. Another fraction of myself realized there is nothing to do, the square was full of other people and as I'm not a doctor I could do nothing to really help. So I should leave, get away from that awful images and most of all that energy and vibe of the place and the things happening. I knew those images would stay with me for years and I thought maybe my wife had the luck not to see all this. I took her in my arms and started walking out of the square. I didn't look back for a long time but as I was walking out I turned my head. I focused on a guy down in the dirt. He was the red flier. His legs were broken and were in a totally unnatural position. I turned my head and left. Now I realize that the final scene had no sound what so ever. This is it and strangely it didn't have the feel of a nightmare even though the last part should have felt like one.

I'm very curious of your interpretations.
thx