Graduation is supposed to be an exciting time in a person's life. Their family and friends are to gather and celebrate in the joyous occasion, especially a college graduation. However, my brother's graduation was a little out of the ordinary. Picture perfect is how it was planned, but God decided to alter this ideal weekend to make it a bit more interesting.
My brother decided about five years ago to leave our family and move to Sacramento to go to college. Two and a half years later it was time for him to graduate and time for us to fly up to see it. Airline tickets were bought and hotel reservations were made, we were ready to go. .
The morning of, my mother called the car rental place to make sure that a car would be there, waiting for us. The lady on the phone told my mom that she had us scheduled to arrive at nine o"clock pm. This posed a huge problem considering that the graduation was a three. .
After my mom hung up the phone she called the airline to check the flight. She found out that when she asked for an early morning flight the person who helped us put us on a nine o"clock flight thinking that it was in the morning, but he failed to notice the pm attached to the time. So off we went dodging the cars of the morning rush hour traffic to make it to the airport on time. My other brother, Rob, was going to meet us .
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there so we could all go together. My mother tried and tried to get a hold of him, but was unsuccessful. .
We arrived only to find Rob waiting there for us ready to go, it was an enormous relief. So we boarded the plane anticipating all the relaxation that could be accomplished on the hour and a half flight to Sacramento. The ride was calming and peaceful for all about an hour until the captain came on the intercom and announced heavy fog at the airport we were to arrive at. After that point we flew around for about 20 to 30 minutes until we were directed back home to San Diego.