Just down the road

as the rain begins to fall the feeling of anticipation reaches a new level. the hurricane has been on its way for days. there were various perspectives about when it would hit and how big it would be. we talked a lot about what we were going to do once it hit, and what it might be like. we bought supplies, cleaned the house, stored water in the freezer, and made sure that we had everything we would need if power went out for a few days. We were waiting, but not quite sure what we were waiting for. Some projections had it hitting New Orleans as a category four, but most were saying it would be a category three. Even now, as I look at the various weather outlets, and as the hurricane is supposed to have already hit land, no one seems to be sure what the size is. I guess that means that no one is sure the extent of the possible damage. No one wants to underestimate its strength in case it does end up being totally detrimental, but now it seems like people might be raising fears too much. It’s hard to say. Either way, even now that it has supposedly hit, no one is sure what is going on...

It was raining a little bit last night, but stopped after about an hour. We went over to our friends house and played apples to apples and had a few beers before coming home a little after midnight. The walk home was nice and cool. The first time since we’ve been here that it wasn’t too hot. It reminded me of the evenings in California, with just enough of a breeze to be cool, but not need a sweater.

At about 5:30 in the morning Sarah got up and went outside. The rain still hadn’t started back up yet, but she watched as the clouds raced closer to us. About twenty minutes later both the wind and the rain began to hit our house, but not yet what I would consider badly. It is now just about noon. I still don’t know what to expect. We still have power, though I have heard that the outlying areas of Baton Rouge have begun to lose theirs. Every now and then it feels like the wind is going to sustain itself at a much higher speed, but then it drops down and the rain falls at only a drizzle. It’s like the storm is pulsing towards us. Like the big bad wolf breathing in, over and over and over again until he has enough breath to try to blow our house down. However, being here in Baton Rouge and knowing that we still have a few hours before the brunt of the storm hits us, and the fact that we still have power and the internets are still working, leads me to hope that we wont get hit too hard. There’s a lot to anticipate, but at this point, as throughout the last few days, nothing is certain, and there really is no way to know.