What I see We've had our share of bad weather and natural disasters lately. The earthquake in Christchurch devastated the town and left many people homeless. The town will be rebuilding for a very long time. The aftershocks were a slap in the face for those who made it through unscathed. We felt them here in Wellington. So, when the news report came on Thursday that a massive storm the size of Australia was going to hit us over the weekend, I panicked a bit. A previous s"regular" storm had devastated the western coast and we saw cars blow over on the motorway and 4 meter waves coming off the ocean onto the coastal road. I figured, lets be safe and keep the boys home from school on Friday. The winds were expected to be 130km per hour, the waves huge and hail, rain, lightening, etc. were all going to hit. I'm a bit of a worrier when it comes to my children. That was my response. Luckily, the storm didn't do much damage in Wellington, though there were traffic accidents and power lines down with one house catching fire after being hit by lightening.
My husband's response was somewhat different. He and my older son, Morgan, decided it would be a great idea to go north (where the storm was going) and climb an active volcano 8000 feet high. Say what? I thought they would regret their decision but they were determined so I packed them a bag full of snacks, a few bottles of water, pocket knives, band aids, cell phone charger for the car, etc. Everyone in our family jokes that I am MacGuyver and always prepared for anything....I am. I am proud of that nickname and also proud that my nephews call me uncle Amy but that's not the point. I don't want to be unprepared, ever.
You can guess where this is going. Adrian and Morgan spent 8 hours without their gear ( they had left it in their hotel room when they went to climb the volcano) in the car waiting to be rescued when a tree wrapped in live power lines fell into the road in front of them. I was here watching undisturbed chick flicks and Ewan was at a sleepover.
For the full report go to http://kiwiscots.blogspot.com/ .
I may be a worrier but you can bet I'd never sit starving and dehydrated in a car for 8 hours.
My husband's response was somewhat different. He and my older son, Morgan, decided it would be a great idea to go north (where the storm was going) and climb an active volcano 8000 feet high. Say what? I thought they would regret their decision but they were determined so I packed them a bag full of snacks, a few bottles of water, pocket knives, band aids, cell phone charger for the car, etc. Everyone in our family jokes that I am MacGuyver and always prepared for anything....I am. I am proud of that nickname and also proud that my nephews call me uncle Amy but that's not the point. I don't want to be unprepared, ever.
You can guess where this is going. Adrian and Morgan spent 8 hours without their gear ( they had left it in their hotel room when they went to climb the volcano) in the car waiting to be rescued when a tree wrapped in live power lines fell into the road in front of them. I was here watching undisturbed chick flicks and Ewan was at a sleepover.
For the full report go to http://kiwiscots.blogspot.com/ .
I may be a worrier but you can bet I'd never sit starving and dehydrated in a car for 8 hours.
That is a great story. The differences between men and women are profound.
ReplyDeleteIt reminds me of a time that I went camping with some friends and I was the only one to bring toilet paper.
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