Hurricane Earl was supposed to be meterological Armagedon.
The latest in the seemingly endless parade of “end of life as we know it because we filthy humans are destroying the planet with our SUV’s and air conditioners” weather events.
And, even though I have learned to be skeptical of such prognostications, we drove into Williamsburg expecting to see devastation and destruction.
What did we find?
Peaceful blue skies and normal life continuing on.
In the end, Earl did about $4 million worth of damage in North Carolina. I know that sounds big, but remember, it’s the government doing the reporting.
But, I should be grateful.
There was no traffic…
and I look like a fearless genius to my dubious friends at work!