Whew! It took me an hour and forty-five minutes, to get home from work. When I got off, it was very windy and sprinkling. Unfortunately, the sprinkles were just on the side of town, where I work. The rest of the city was being inundated.
Because of flooding, I had to pick my way through town, twisting, turning and backtracking. Bill and I were on our cellphones - he was monitoring the traffic and weather reports on TV and I was listening to them on the car radio. I constantly kept him apprised of my location and and road conditions.
On one major street, I had to turn around and backtrack, several miles. The water would have been over my hood, if I had been as stupid as some of the other drivers. A couple of miles into that backtrack, I had to cut through a parking lot, to avoid flooding. Before I got to the next light, the word came on the radio that that intersection had been closed.
Reports kept coming in, about swift-water rescues - some in the middle of town! Traffic lights were out at almost every major intersection, wrecks, drowned cars and downed power lines were everywhere.
What is normally a 20-minute, 11-mile drive turned into an odyssey. My nerves were jangling, by the time that I got home and, boy did I have to pee!
I couldn't believe the number of people, driving like it was the Indy 500. In some places, idiots in SUVs flew through the water, flooding my windshield. I don't think that I got over 30 mph until I hit a wide, relatively dry street, a couple of miles from home.
Because of Hurricane Ignacio, off of the coast of Baja, there's more to come. Hope that tomorrow isn't as wet, come quitting time!
Because of flooding, I had to pick my way through town, twisting, turning and backtracking. Bill and I were on our cellphones - he was monitoring the traffic and weather reports on TV and I was listening to them on the car radio. I constantly kept him apprised of my location and and road conditions.
On one major street, I had to turn around and backtrack, several miles. The water would have been over my hood, if I had been as stupid as some of the other drivers. A couple of miles into that backtrack, I had to cut through a parking lot, to avoid flooding. Before I got to the next light, the word came on the radio that that intersection had been closed.
Reports kept coming in, about swift-water rescues - some in the middle of town! Traffic lights were out at almost every major intersection, wrecks, drowned cars and downed power lines were everywhere.
What is normally a 20-minute, 11-mile drive turned into an odyssey. My nerves were jangling, by the time that I got home and, boy did I have to pee!
I couldn't believe the number of people, driving like it was the Indy 500. In some places, idiots in SUVs flew through the water, flooding my windshield. I don't think that I got over 30 mph until I hit a wide, relatively dry street, a couple of miles from home.
Because of Hurricane Ignacio, off of the coast of Baja, there's more to come. Hope that tomorrow isn't as wet, come quitting time!
