Ida was not Invited

We thought we’d fool them all by coming to the Outerbanks at the end, end of summer, catching temperate weather without the crowds and whiny children. Before leaving over a week ago, the Weather Channel agreed with our plan. Well, true, no crowds and only a couple little ones running around, however Ida unexpectedly trailed up from the south. Two days before arriving, Worried Mom emailed about how luck I was not to be in New Orleans due to this system. I brushed off the current conditions as nothing, nervously laughing while talking to her on the phone after a four day dry spell of communication.

Whirlway: It’s a little windy, but we’re safe for the night and we might alter our schedule a little. Just hanging out research a dinner spot ‘cause we’ll probably head off in a bit.

Worried Mom: Well it’s good to hear from you and let me know, through email, text or anything, that you are still alive.

Whirlway: Love you and good night

Worried Mom: Love you lots!

In actuality, the wind kept me awake at night, the streets were flooded until the restaurant, and the carpet in our waterfront room slowly sponged up the water leaking thought the porch door. No need to make Worried Mom into Really Worried Mom even though she probably knows our realities from news footage.

We knew coming across from Raleigh about Ida, but hoped she would quickly pass through. Nope! My copies of travel books on the Outerbanks told me how to maneuver the area for one day, two days or even three, however there was no section on what to do during hurricane conditions. It’s time for an addendum, which lucky for all you folks in internet land, will preview right here!