Hurricane Aftermath
Here’s a picture of the damage in my neighborhood:
Seriously, Irene was horrible in some places (my parents wound up with a river running down their street in New Jersey), but the hysteria in my neck of the woods was greatly overstated. To be clear, my neck of the woods is well inland and on a hill. Being prepared is always a good thing, but I never believed for a second that we were going to lose power here. I was only concerned about the wind–that’s why I made sure to park well away from any trees–but even that wound up being kind of understated, at least relative to expectations. Not that I’m complaining.
On the other hand, my windows leaked all night, which made for a frustrating lack of sleep. That wasn’t really the hurricane’s fault, though: my windows have been leaking for months (though I’d hoped the latest repair job would have worked…so much for that).
The biggest problem in NYC now is the lack of mass transit–with the way the MTA dry-docked its trains, it could be days before everything gets back to normal. I spied this LIRR train, dark and silent, parked on an overpass above the BQE:
So, yeah. I don’t expect I’ll be going much of anywhere over the next few days.
