Dylan, the neighbor's kid is keeping us all well entertained here at our temporary Isle of Elba. I was up early this morning checking on the hurricane and was happy to see that its impact was much less serious than we had originally feared. Reports from the one of the neighbors who had stayed in town were encouraging. No major wind damage and no flooding, 
although last I heard, power had still not been restored. Now I'm just wondering if they are restricting people from re-entering the city or not and when we can return. I have to say it is mildly offensive to have someone - anyone - telling you that you can't return to your own house. I am hoping that the power gets restored sooner rather than later, or at least before whatever's in the freezer and refridgerator starts to decompose. So far they're saying we are not welcome back in our own city tomorrow or Wednesday. So basically they're telling all those people out there who are living in hotel rooms in strange cities with three bored kids and the family pets that maybe they shouldn't have evacuated in the first place.
Here at the end of Cinco Bayou I was rather surprised how strong the winds were so far from the actual hurricane. The water is probably a couple of feet, at least, above normal, and until late afternoon was gradually creeping up the back yard toward the house. With the gusty wind and off-and-on rain, riding was completely out of the question for me, so I've been doing little except sitting around watching The Weather Channel and eating out of sheer boredom. We did make a trip over the local shopping mall, returning home with a number of toys for Dylan who probably thought it was Christmas. Perhaps if it stops raining long enough, or even if it doesn't, I will try and get in a few miles tomorrow. I wonder if we'll be able to get a team together in time for next weekend's team time trial in Baton Rouge.
although last I heard, power had still not been restored. Now I'm just wondering if they are restricting people from re-entering the city or not and when we can return. I have to say it is mildly offensive to have someone - anyone - telling you that you can't return to your own house. I am hoping that the power gets restored sooner rather than later, or at least before whatever's in the freezer and refridgerator starts to decompose. So far they're saying we are not welcome back in our own city tomorrow or Wednesday. So basically they're telling all those people out there who are living in hotel rooms in strange cities with three bored kids and the family pets that maybe they shouldn't have evacuated in the first place.
Here at the end of Cinco Bayou I was rather surprised how strong the winds were so far from the actual hurricane. The water is probably a couple of feet, at least, above normal, and until late afternoon was gradually creeping up the back yard toward the house. With the gusty wind and off-and-on rain, riding was completely out of the question for me, so I've been doing little except sitting around watching The Weather Channel and eating out of sheer boredom. We did make a trip over the local shopping mall, returning home with a number of toys for Dylan who probably thought it was Christmas. Perhaps if it stops raining long enough, or even if it doesn't, I will try and get in a few miles tomorrow. I wonder if we'll be able to get a team together in time for next weekend's team time trial in Baton Rouge.
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