I’ve been collecting important papers for a trek north to Atlanta. I’m not sure this is necessary and it sure isn’t going to be fun, but my Son-In-Law says we’re headed for safety. In this area the power might go out in a stiff breeze so there’s a better chance to have lights to read a book, power to toast a burrito, and that glorious and addicting air-conditioning.
Let see: Passport, Last Will and Testament, Pink Slip, Dog Inoculation Record, iPhone, two-weeks worth of medicine, ten cans of dog food, The Collected Poems of Allen Ginsberg, sleep mask, C-Pap, … and the dog, of course.
Let me look at that list again:
- Move to Tallahassee
- Survive a Hurricane
- Spend a week without power
- Add a few days before internet is restored
Are we having fun yet?
Actually we were very lucky. This is a neighborhood full of trees, mostly big and green, that performed a creditable stadium wave in the high winds just after midnight. We lost power very early but it was restored within the hour; then, as I started to download an operating system update, everything went black and quiet … there were no longer any electrical or digital murmurings to counter the whistling winds and groaning trees outside. Soon I realized this also meant Florida in the summer with no A/C.
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