Not too many people ever get to experience living through a hurricane. The emotions and feelings wrapped up in it are just nuts! It's exciting and thrilling, but at the same time scary and miserable...all wrapped up in a crunchy chalupa shell.
The night the hurricane came, the day grew progressively more and more windy. We spent most of the day hauling coolers of food and water and our most precious valuable belongings (I brought my fan blackie
). I remember after we got settled in, I stood outside and watched as the storm came in. The town was beginning to look like something out of a bad armageddon movie. It was DEAD! A curfew was put into place so while it was crazy early in the day, it emptied out really fast.
I was so nervous. I can remember thinking how a tree was going to crash into the building and crush me or a piece of metal was going to turn me into sushi. But it was also very thrilling. My first (and hopefully last) hurricane. Ike was it's name. I watched come from the coast of africa, across the Atlantic, grow into a category 4 storm. The news called it "dangerous" as it swept through Cuba and the Carribbean.
When it finally hit, I tried to sleep. It was getting late. I would often wake up to the sound of something hitting the building or major gusts of wind. Eventually, sometime after midnight the power went out, casting me in the dark and silence. My step-dad was sitting outside in a chair, in a tiny spot out of the rain. It was funny to watch him. The storm wasn't at it's worst part, but still very windy. I went back to sleep only to wake up in a pool of water that soaked my pillows and blankets. Apparently there was a leak in the roof and if pooled on the floor. Soaking wet, I moved my things to a dry spot and tried to sleep, but as the rain got harder, the pool followed me. It was then that I decided I wouldn't be sleeping that night.
The very next day, I got to experience the eye of the hurricane. It was CRAZY! I never thought I would ever be in the eye, but it was a momentary time of peace. The winds ceased for about thirty minutes. Then, it suddenly, like a bang picked back up. I was already soaking wet, so I decided to go outside
. It was the craziest, most daring thing I've ever done. All around tree branches were down and the front of a store collapsed in the 100 MPH gusts. And I went outside
Wind and rain whipped at me, but it was too much fun.
By about 3 PM, the storm was done and we went home. We were VERY lucky and blessed. A tornado had touched down in front of our house, knocking down a few HUGE trees, but our house was spared any damage. The next eight days were miserable. We didn't have any power and if you know anything about south Texas...talk about heat and humidity!! It was soo bad. No power was on in town, so there was nothing you could do but sit and stare at the wall. I eventually found a book to read, but I did a lot of walking, a lot of praying and soul searching. So, eight days without power was horrible, but eventually, yesterday, it came back on and we're all comfortable and happy
The night the hurricane came, the day grew progressively more and more windy. We spent most of the day hauling coolers of food and water and our most precious valuable belongings (I brought my fan blackie
I was so nervous. I can remember thinking how a tree was going to crash into the building and crush me or a piece of metal was going to turn me into sushi. But it was also very thrilling. My first (and hopefully last) hurricane. Ike was it's name. I watched come from the coast of africa, across the Atlantic, grow into a category 4 storm. The news called it "dangerous" as it swept through Cuba and the Carribbean.
When it finally hit, I tried to sleep. It was getting late. I would often wake up to the sound of something hitting the building or major gusts of wind. Eventually, sometime after midnight the power went out, casting me in the dark and silence. My step-dad was sitting outside in a chair, in a tiny spot out of the rain. It was funny to watch him. The storm wasn't at it's worst part, but still very windy. I went back to sleep only to wake up in a pool of water that soaked my pillows and blankets. Apparently there was a leak in the roof and if pooled on the floor. Soaking wet, I moved my things to a dry spot and tried to sleep, but as the rain got harder, the pool followed me. It was then that I decided I wouldn't be sleeping that night.
The very next day, I got to experience the eye of the hurricane. It was CRAZY! I never thought I would ever be in the eye, but it was a momentary time of peace. The winds ceased for about thirty minutes. Then, it suddenly, like a bang picked back up. I was already soaking wet, so I decided to go outside

By about 3 PM, the storm was done and we went home. We were VERY lucky and blessed. A tornado had touched down in front of our house, knocking down a few HUGE trees, but our house was spared any damage. The next eight days were miserable. We didn't have any power and if you know anything about south Texas...talk about heat and humidity!! It was soo bad. No power was on in town, so there was nothing you could do but sit and stare at the wall. I eventually found a book to read, but I did a lot of walking, a lot of praying and soul searching. So, eight days without power was horrible, but eventually, yesterday, it came back on and we're all comfortable and happy