Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Greetings from New York, where the rain is falling sideways, the bridges are closed, and groceries can be purchased from bodegas at twice their usual price. I flew in yesterday on the last flight out of Los Angeles (every plane leaving after 8:30am was cancelled), and discovered that the sunny city I left six weeks ago had been replaced by an Autumnal storm site. I love New York in Fall. (That's what I'd be saying if I was Carrie Bradshaw.) But I actually do. It reminds me of every film I'd ever seen set in this city before I moved here – cloudy and grey with blustery winds that pick up fallen leaves and dance them around skyscrapers.
Judging by the sound of the wind outside, Sandy is proving to be a far more formidable foe than Irene – my street falls in Zone A and there are fears that the East River will rise up and swallow us all. Being on the fourth floor, I'm more afraid of standing by a window and being struck by a flying object, but we'll deal with that as it happens.
Wish us New York residents luck... Especially those less fortunate than me who've been evacuated from their houses. Just so you know, friends: We have a spare bed and we're not afraid to use it!
And if you're in New Zealand, watch Jack Tame's 90 minute Hurricane Sandy special on Channel 1 – the poor bastard has been working from 7:00am till 2:00am the last two days, so give him a solid turn out.
Batten down the hatches! Thar she blows!
Is it weird that I'm super excited right now?
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