One of the few downfalls about being a Hawai’i resident is that between June and November, you are in constant threat of being hit with a hurricane. Last year we had 18 storms coming our way and luckily none hit. When you have a hurricane headed towards the islands, it feels much like the scene in the Matrix where Neo dodge bullets in slow motion. Only we have large ominous “bullets” rolling our way.
When Hurricane Lane started making news last week, my wife and I had the foresight to stock upon some cases of water. I pretty much stopped watching the news after that, dismissing this hurricane like most others that end up pooping out before they reach Hawaiian waters.
But then I walked by a TV with this image and started to evaluate: do we have enough canned food? Do we have enough toilet paper? As I was buying a few ingredients at the store, I noticed the line was wrapped around the building. Mass hysteria started creeping into the islands as people scramble for water, TP, and provisions. The news that night had warnings that residents should get two weeks worth of food and water.
Wife and I filled up her empty gas tank and headed back to the store. When shopping for a hurricane, it is the opposite of how one shops for healthy food. Big items are high calorie, prepackaged food that requires little preparation and has a long shelf life. A while ago I bought a butane stove with cartridges with the idea of one day cooking at work. Good thing I never got around to it as that happens to be a very handy way to heat food when power and gas are down.
After receiving texts all day from relatives from the mainland I haven’t had contact with for a while, I came to realize that this is a pretty serious situation. Tomorrow I will clean the yard of anything that can go flying at 100 mph and batten down the hatches. A big storms’ a brewin’.
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