At least I got free crepes

Don't you hate it when you miss a wedding that you're supposed to be a part of?
Oh, that's never happened to you? Well it happened to me. I was a bridesmaid.

Let's flashback to that day. June 19, 2010.

Go to first wedding of the day. Cousin's wedding in Draper in the a.m.
Phone dies around noon.
Leave Draper to make it to Provo Canyon for the ceremony.
Get lost in some Draper neighborhood for a good 10 min.(I really take for granted Provo's grid system)
Make it onto the freeway after 20 minutes of searching.
Drive 55 mph on freeway because of construction and I'm too scared to speed.
Make it to the canyon by 2:20 ish. Should have been there by 1:30.
Assume that the wedding is somewhere up South Fork.
Pull up to what I think is the wedding.
Sit in car to see if I can anyone I recognize.
Drive further up canyon because I didn't see anyone I knew.
Pass Big Springs.
Freak out because I had no idea Big Springs was in Provo this whole time. I swear it took like 30 hours on the bus for 5th grade camp.
Drive all the way to the top until I can't go anymore.
Turn back and drive back to the wedding I saw and get out of car and walk up to the wedding.
Feel awesome because it's obvious that I do not belong there.
Feel like crying because I have NO idea what to do next and I'm sweating in my cute dress.
Gas light turns on.
Go home.
Charge phone and come to find out the ceremony was about a mile away from where I was.
Text bride and tell her what happened.
Bride writes back to tell she isn't mad. She just thought I had been in an accident.
Feel happy.
Go to reception and eat good food and hang out with Steff and Sam.
Happy.