I was staying in a hotel in Atlanta. The city was being attacked from the air. Bombs were being dropped all over the city. There was on the news a claim that a middle east terrorist group was going to set off a dirty bomb in the city. My friends and I doubted the claim as we didn't understand why this would follow an air strike. We thought that if they had such a weapon they'd have set it off first. Regardless, everyone was trying to flee the city. I went outside the hotel to get my car. My intention was to drive to the other side of the building so that we could load our belongings. I made a wrong turn and ended up on Hwy 85. I went an exit down and turned around. Upon returning to the hotel, we loaded the car. I hung around a little while talking to other hotel guests about what was happening.
Next day (real life): Watched a TV show about the recent war between Israel and Lebenon. This show followed a food TV show host who was stranded there in a hotel when Israel began bombing. It was very similar to my dream. Except, of course, that it was Beruit not Atlanta.