So I'm finally getting around to writing about our New Year's trip and it's officially late April. Yeah, I'm a slacker.
Dec 30.
We flew into good old Sacramento. Never have figured out why the airport abbreviation is SMF. We had good old Rob with us since he was travelling back with us. Oh, and by us I mean Laura, Becca, and myself.
Rob's place was pretty nice. A lot more feminine than I was expecting, but it was really cool that it had a lot of older chandeliers, clocks, and things. Check out his manly wallpaper:

But on the bright side, it does not represent how cool the rest of his house is:

Which brings us to incident #1... We were staying in Rob's dining room on an air mattress for the first night in town. Funny thing is we woke up with the thing mostly deflated. So we got the little pump and got it back up to normal mattress height. Soon after I got back onto it, Laura said she felt a draft under the covers. After poking around for a few moments, we found the source of the draft:

And then there was the next day. Dec 31. We needed to go by Target for a few various things. While looking for a place to stay, we were told that portions of the area had been flooded. We didn't realize that all the water in California had accumulated in the Target parking lot:

We should have realized this was a sign of things to come.
We did have brunch at the famous Tower:

We attempted at this point to head to San Francisco (the original point of the trip). We started seeing bad signs of things ahead:

So then we found the place where the water was across the road instead of covering the farmland beside it. The police had all of I-80 closed and detoured onto very small streets. We allocated about 5 hours to take the normally 2 hour drive and to get showers. 4 hours into the voyage, this was our view:

So as you can imagine, everything was just ducky. Yeah. So anyway, after taking several detours and wading past several "flooded" signs in the trusty Robmobile, we made it to the hotel with less than an hour before the boat was set to leave. And of course we had been told on numerous occasions that the boat would leave us if we were late. 55 minutes until the ship leaves. Check-in, 15 minutes. Take the fastest showers ever 10 minutes. Get dressed in formal attire, 10 minutes. Cab ride across downtown SF to the boat, 15 minutes. That's right, we show up with about 5 minutes to spare. A lot of people did a lot of things to help us all make it (lady let us check into the hotel before her, Rob went down and found a cab).
The boat is normally used for other things like parties and weddings. This night it had a couple levels of seating for dinner, a dance floor, and an open bar. They had absolutely wonder food. I can't believe squash bisque is actually very tasty. We had a wild group behind us, but we still enjoyed ourselves.

Here is our entire crew for the evening:

Anyway, about midnight, the ship lined up near the bay bridge and we got to see the Nea Year's firework display.

And once the fireworks were over, we went back down to the dance floor and the DJ played "Sweet Home Alabama" for us since apparently we traveled the farthest just to be there.

Good times, good times.