Hurricane Preparedness? WHAT?? By Alaina Loughridge ESCAPE TO ISLAND PARADISE I have lived here for just over 10 years now. During that time, Tybee has been blessed with some close calls, but nothing more than high winds. Whoop Whoop!! Hurricane Party is on and off we all go to the bar! I had heard stories about Andrew and Floyd, but that was long ago in a land far away. Nothing to take seriously and I never did take it seriously. Tybee is in a little pocket of protection, my friends. No worries. Ha! Being from Oregon, where major catastrophes are unheard of, I was naïve. No more. Wednesday, October 5th was when the City issued the voluntary evacuation. No problem. I was going to keep on keeping on. Later in that afternoon when they issued the mandatory evacuation, I started to get concerned. I talked to friends and coworkers. What was their plan? Oh, and my family was blowing up my phone! “Get out now! You are going to die!!” That did not help my frame of mind. It is hard to leave everything you know. Not to mention the references to death weren’t cool. Everyone had different thoughts of where they were going and if they were going. It was a free-forall Call to Join our Rental Program StayTybee.com | 912.786.0531 TYBEE BEACHCOMBER | DEC 2016 5 at that point. Thursday, I was hemming and hawing around. Did some laundry, cleaned (my soon to be flooded) house, and just not being useful in general. All of my neighbors had cleared out and I was still reluctant to leave. I went outside around 4 and my cat was sitting in the middle of the steps with eyes as big as saucers that were staring into my soul. This is what her eyes said to me: “What the stupid f”%$k are we still doing here you dumbs$#t?” That was it. I was out. Let’s cut to the chase – no, I did not have a ‘run bag.’ I scoffed at the idea. Well, as I walked in circles in my living room trying to figure out what to take, I realized I had not one clue. Insurance papers, passport, laptops - check. Clothes…ok. It’s hard to figure out what the hell you are doing when your phone is blowing, your cat is freaking and you are wearing pajamas. This is what I did: I packed my important papers and computers. I got my photo albums on top of high furniture. I was panicking now. I got to my bedroom and threw open my suitcase. I packed 2 pair of underwear, 5 belts and a shirt. I threw some vodka on top of all that and called it good. My cat got in her carrier, with limited flesh wounds on my part, and I was on the road. What I forgot was everything! I remembered the cat, but forgot everything that needed to go with her, like food. In my stupidity, I didn’t have water, flashlights, phone charger, a bra, gas (1/4 tank), brains, and the list goes on. I had vodka though, so all was not lost. Point of this story is this: Have a ‘run bag.’ Put it in your closet with a list inside that includes stuff you use everyday. Be prepared. Don’t walk in circles in your living room for 20 minutes like an idiot trying to figure out what the hell you are doing. For a complete list of Hurricane Prep, please visit our website. Thank you and don’t depend on your cat for life instructions.
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