What should have been a two hour and thirty minute drive, turned into over five painful hours. It seems there were countless other evacuees as well. With bridges and underwater tunnels, evacuating from this area is a slow and tedious process.
After the roads were cleared and the bridges and tunnels reopened, we were able to return home. As I made the trip down Interstate 95 and Interstate 64, I could see some flooding, countess downed trees and I wondered how our home fared the storm. Thankfully, hurricane Irene was fairly kind to our neighborhood.
I arrived home to a clean yard and a back deck that showed no signs of a hurricane. This was in part because my husband elected to stay behind with our home during the storm. My husband woke early in the morning (just like the rest of our neighborhood) and got to work right away. The most memorable extent of "damage" was a 150 pound branch that broke in our front yard. I would say we were quite lucky!
I'm so thankful to have our routine back to normal and the threat of Irene long gone. Fingers crossed that we won't have to deal with another hurricane in the near or immediate future (or ever for that matter)....but that would just be wishful thinking!
I'll leave you with some images of our house and street, the morning after the storm:
Would you want one of these falling on top of your roof during a hurricane? Scary!
This is why I evacuated.
Minor Debris in Front Yard
The Largest Branch That Fell During the Storm
You Can See the Location of where the Limb Snapped
Our Back Deck
Tree Fell on Neighbor's Fence
Hubby did a fantastic job of returning the deck back to normal in record time!
I would love to hear your hurricane Irene story as well. Please link your blog and post in the comment section!