Getting There is Half the Fun!

Yesterday I took Kelli to Disneyland for her birthday...which was in March. I got lost. First, I got on the 405 instead of the 5. How? You might ask. Well, it goes like this. I got it in my head that I should take the way that would lead to Grace Community Church. That much was correct. What I did not think of was that that exit looks identical to the 405 exit that leads to the LAX airport. I had been to LAX more recently than Grace Community, so my mind pictured the wrong exit. So I got onto the 405 without thinking about it. 45 minutes later....

Me: *worried look* Find a sign that tells what freeway we are on.
Kelli: Did you get us lost AGAIN?!
Me: I don't know. But this looks like the 405. Find a sign.
Kelli: How did you do this?!
Me: I don't know, I thought I got onto the 5.
Kelli: I'm calling mom.
Me: Don't call mom until we know where we are. There are no signs. I'm going to get off so I can read the onramp signs. *gets off* We were on the 405! Call mom. *gets back on the 405*
Mom: Where are you?!
Kelli: We just passed Sunset.
Me: At least we're still in L.A.
Mom: I thought you knew how to get to the 5.
Me: I do.
Mom: Then how are you on the 405? Turn around and go back.

15 minutes later...
Mom: Where are you?
Me: Coming up on Sunset.
Mom: How far past Sunset had you gone!?
Me: Only one exit. We're stuck in traffic.

After some careful map reading by my mom we managed to find our way to the 101 and then to the 5. So our troubles were over. HA! Fooled you. 1 hour later...

Me: We're coming up on it now. Don't let me miss the exit.
Kelli: I'm car sick.
Me: We're almost there. Ah, there's the exit. *stays in right lane* Wait, what's that sign? *see's a flash of sign containing the words "Disneyland" "exit" and "now"* Ah! *gets off*
Kelli: Whoa Kristen, you are driving like a maniac.
Me: I just got off at the wrong exit.
Kelli: I'm never driving with you again!
Me: Its ok, we're very close, we just have to drive down a bit.

15 minutes later...
Me: *losing sanity fast* Where is Disneyland?! *pounds fists on steering wheele*
Kelli: Should I call mom?
Me: No! We just need to find the 5 freeway and get back on.

5 minutes later...
Me: Where is the 5?!
Kelli: I vow never to be like you.
Me: Ask that man in the Public Works truck how to get to Disneyland.
Kelli: How do you get to Disneyland?
*man gives directions*
Me: OMG, we were just on that street! *makes a U-turn*

10 minutes later...
Me: We're here! At long last we finally made it. *buys parking pass*
Kelli: Finally!
*I drive along where the cones lead*
Me: Why did this send me back out onto the street!? Why can't I park! OMG! *rolls down window to yell at Random Disneyland Parking Attendent(RDPA)* Where do I park?!
RDPA: *says something*
Me: What?
RDPA: *says that same something again*
Me: Thanks. *look of bewilderment* *gets lost again*

5 minutes later...
Kelli: I cannot believe you got lost trying to park.
Me: Its not my fault that they make it stupid!
Kelli: No one else gets lost.
Me: So?! Its still stupid! Look, there's another parking lot. Even if we can't park there we can ask the person in the ticket booth. *pulls up* There's no one in there! *has to back up to get the ticket* *forgets to put the car back in 1st and lurches backward again* AHH!
Kelli: You are driving like a maniac!
Me: So?! Look there, a Real Person (RP)! *frantically waves both parking passes in RP's face*
RP: *takes the useless ticket* To park for Disneyland do such and such.
Me: But I need to park for Disneyland!
RP: To park for Disneyland do such and such.
Me: *crazed look* Thank you!

And so it was that at long last we made it into the parking lot. Once walking inside Disneyland we never got lost. Even finding the most obscure places took not even a thought.