Here is part 1 of my Hurricane Gustav story.
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Carlos and I left New Orleans at 2 am Saturday (going into Sunday), hoping to beat all the evacuation traffic (or, as we informally call it around my office, "evacucation" - an evacuation vacation - because we got a week off of work).
We arrived in Atlanta, where my younger sister lives, at 10 pm Sunday night - 19 hours later. The drive from New Orleans to Atlanta normally takes about 9 hours. Since neither of us wanted to leave our cars behind, we both drove that amount of time - and with only three short breaks for food and gas.
Ugh!
We spent from Sunday night until this morning (Saturday) with my sister, her husband, their two kids, and my parents. It was great seeing them.
The return trip was only 8.5 hours; We arrived about an hour ago. My house is fine. Our electricity was restored yesterday afternoon. My fence has some minor damage. We were very lucky.
Now, we have to wait and see what the next storm, Ike, brings.
Double ugh!
2 comments:
Yeay!
and Double ugh indeed.
(but oh, how I envy your being in Atlanta. )
We had time for a tour of CNN and the Coca-Cola factory - and lots of shopping.
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