resonator said:
gonna tape the windows and whatnot, got water, got candles, got batteries.
xoxo
Having survived Andrew I can say one thing...tape on the windows (or even boards) did absolutely nothing. All that was left of thousands of foundations surrounded by rubble...and the corpses of people who refused to leave.
Andrew was a bunch stronger than this one looks to be. I wouldn't be my life on it, though...
Well, Im about 4 miles from the beach shes supposed to land on. They have evacuated the low lying areas of Virginia Beach and most of Norfolk and Newport News. Flooding is probably gonna be the biggest problem, I'm more worried about a tree comming through my window or landing on my car. Most of the people here in Va Beach are just waiting it out. I guess we will all find out tomorrow.
That last hurricane (I'm still thinking it was Hugo) hit on the day before one of my friend's parents were due to make settlement on selling their house.
Needless to say, they got the proverbial shaft.
Their house was completely flooded out and needed tens of thousands of dollars of repairs before the potential buyers would agree.
We have pictures of it ... me (I'm 6'2") nipple high in water right in front of their house, LP collections in crates floating down the street, and Stop signs dwarfed by floodwaters ...
Yeah, we explored the damage ... we're dumb that way.
Good luck. Having survived Andrew and every other hurricane to pass by down here since, let me tell you that it sucks. Be safe. Flooding sucks. It's as strong as Andrew last I heard. Good luck man. Buy lots of water, canned food, and batteries. Pull your car up to your house as close as possible if you don't have a garage and you're not near any trees that can fall on it. This can help (go to the bottom of the page it has some links):
My lesbian buddy Cater is a quarter Lebonese and I swear she has a "let's bomb marines in Beruit" knack for recognizing potential mayhem. She saw a hurricane evacuation as the perfect time for a terrorist attack. My mind, not accustomed to framing the world in a destructive way, could only concieve of ways terrorists might inhibit emergency services, annoying yet hardly terrifying. So, I asked Cater to elaborate. She flashed a grin and explained, "You blow up the bridges on evacuation routes." Images flooded over me: coastal yuppies, kids and worldly possessioned stuffed in their blessed SUVs, screaming in horror as they're gridlocked into traffic and the big storm is swelling on the horizon.
Stiles
Oakland, CA
November 2002
SEP 17, 2003 09:03 PM