The Oakland Raiders Are Prophetic

Our journey started out like most of our other journies. We were running around confused and ended up leaving the house 10 minutes late. Go us! Wonderful way to start our trip:D As my parents were frantically running around to try and coordinate everything I was similarly trying to follow the live updates of the prelims of the men's gymnastics Olympic Trials. Priorities, people, priorties! We made it out of the house at 6:10 and stopped at Chipolte and or 5 Guys. We left Chipolte at about 7 and headed towards Sky Harbor Airport where stuff started to go wrong. We managed to find a decent parking space (it's a miracle) and make it onto the shuttle and through the bag check okay. However once we were almost to security, my father realized he had not checked his pocket knife and ran back to the car, an ecstatic Delaney in tow, to replace it. We then proceeded through secuirty. I made it through alive but one of our bags didn't. That's what we get for trying to cram several electronic devices into one man purse. Where's Indiana jones when you need him? We headed towards our flight only to discover that the flight before us had been delayed. Hence we changed gates. It was already late at night (our flight left at 10:15.) We had probably the most comedic flight ever. As we prepared to board, one of our helpful flight attendent wannabes offered his friend up for marriage. His suitably admonsihed friend chastened him as a couple of single ladies offered their hands in order to fly free for the rest of their lives. We boarded and I was sitting with my mother and younger sister. My dad was sitting across the aisle with an unbeknowst lady. Before we took off we were treated to a wonderful display of Desperate Housewives Flight Attendent Especiale. In a Freddy Krueger voice over the intercom: "You are getting very very sleepy. You don't like peanuts. You are not thirsty. You are geting very very sleepy." As we took off at 10:35, we were once again taken through the safety measures and informed: "Smoking is not allowed on this flight. If we catch you smoking we will assume that you are on fire and will take appropriate measures." Ahhh the things flight attendents say at 10:30 pm. Delaney, ever excited and anxious, managed to spill apple juice on her pants. She was promptly remeoved from her soiled trousers (damn you Pride and Prejudice) and installed with a hastly tied jacket around her waist. Once we arrived in Oakland my father and I made a mad dash to the baggage claim while my mother rushed towards the bathrooms with Delaney. My father and I collected all of our baggage and proceeded towards the exit. My mother appeared, now peed on as well. She was supposed to wear those jeans tomorrow too. But we must take these trials as they come. As we sat outside waiting for our shuttle I mentioned to my father that Oakland scared me. He simply smiled and asked why. I informed him that the Raiders hailed from Oakland. He promptly started rolling on the floor in laughter. When I added that the fans scared me more, he rolled into the street. Unfortunate for him. Our shuttle arrived at 12:48 am. We hurried on and proceeded to our hotel. As we were driving to the hotel I noticed a Raiders billboard. I predicted that our trip was going to be rocky. Boy was I right. We unloaded our luggage and my mom headed up to get us checked in. Unofrtuantly for us, my mother had made the reservation for the wrong night. We were stuck in Oakland at 1am with no hotel. We ended up trekking a block to another hotel on Oakland at 2 am. I was waiting for Okaland Raiders fans to come out and destroy us. We made it to our hotel alive and played around with hotel reservations to make them right. We finally collapsed in bed at 3 am. I awoke the next morning to squaking parents attempting to figure out what to do about our rental car. Once we got that figured out, my father and I went to go pick up said rental car. We got there, were granted a car, and when we went to get it, discovered that there was no car. We were then granted another. This one had a Colorado license plate. It was meant to be. We drove back, picked up my mom and Delaney and then drove to Muir Woods. Delaney and I attempted to complete the junior ranger program and we left at 5:30. I got horribly sick on the drive back and am feeling better now. We have ordered dinner and are at rest. Tomorrow my dad and I are off to see the Olympic Trials. I cannot quantify my excitment:D Dream come true! Team Sooner cough Dalton cough and Team Sac! But for tonight I shall lay my worries and excitment down and look forward to the new day. Oh and thank you Oakland Raiders!