A number of years ago, Lou and I visited Reno and got married. That doesn't, or shouldn't happen too often in one's life. So why should our memories of things differ so much? Most likely because my memory is failing.
We planned on taking the train but we had the worst snow storm in decades shortly before our departure date and the tracks were closed for several days. We drove up to Oakland in hopes they would get the tracks cleared. They didn't, so we went to the Oakland airport to see if we could catch a flight. Nope. There was one from San Francisco so we reserved the flight and headed for the airport. We made it there without any problems, parked in longterm parking, caught the flight and were in Reno.
When we made our reservations they were for round trip on the train and for the hotel. A "little" snow storm couldn't stop us. We enjoyed our time there including getting married and continued to hope the tracks would open so we could return by train. Three days later, they did on the morning of our scheduled departure.
We enjoyed the train trip through the sierras with the most snow ever to be seen for many years prior. Of course, we returned to Oakland. The car was at the airport. A little walk to the Bart station, then a bus to the airport and we were finally on our way home. Nice trip.
At least, that could be what happened.
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