Taking a Wrong Turn

I overslept.  (The alarm was set for 6:30 pm?) Then I got off at the wrong airport. (Who calls a direct flight stopping in Los Angeles for other passengers?)  Finally made it to Sacramento by late afternoon.  This was my annual trip to meet Captain wherever he is working.  It is his birthday tomorrow, plus he is staying all week in Napa Valley.  I'd say that I picked a good time to catch up with him.  We have been here twice before, so we knew which restaurant to start with.  Dinner at Brix.