Not practical advice, I know. But that’s how I’m getting through Hurricane Sandy, because the kids and I are in Turks & Caicos right now.
We didn’t mean to still be here. This was supposed to be a quick weekend trip, and we were scheduled to get back to NYC earlier today (Monday). But all flights home were cancelled, and we were rescheduled onto a flight for Wednesday. Honestly, looking at pictures from NYC, I won’t be surprised if that gets delayed until Thursday. [UPDATE: We finally made it home Saturday night.]
I’m not complaining, of course. I can’t think of a better place to be stranded. If it hadn’t been for the kids needing to be in school, we’d have planned on a longer trip anyway. School is cancelled today and tomorrow, so the kids will probably miss the same amount of school they would have without the storm. Fiona’s panicking a little about that, I think – she was sitting at the dining room table in our hotel room earlier, doing math problems. Keep in mind, we didn’t bring any schoolwork, she just grabbed a pad and pen and gave herself homework.
Thanks to hotel TV and free WiFi, I can obsess about the storm just as easily from down here, without being in actual danger. Which also means that I’m having a lot of guilt about everyone I know who is stuck in the storm’s path (and if you know me, you know I rarely feel guilt; this is an event). And I’m very worried about my husband, who grabbed the last flight out of here on Sunday to get back to Brooklyn and take care of our house.
The weather down here hasn’t been completely unaffected by the storm, which rolled through right before we got here. While it has been hot and sunny, the beach was unbelievably windy Saturday and Sunday – a thousand needles hitting your skin kind of windy (I really have no idea how our plane landed on Friday). The wind was back to normal today, but the waves were still intense, making the area right near the shore into the most fun wave pool we’ve ever been in. We spent hours just jumping over waves. It was awesome.
Try not to hate me too much. I’m thinking about everyone back home, and hoping that you all stay safe. But I’m thrilled to pieces that I’m not there.
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