It’s the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy, and the most vital city in the country has been left wounded and limping.
Our power went out Monday evening, and we have no idea when it will be coming back on. This morning, (Wednesday) I walked uptown, where it was rumored there was electricity, and took solace at Equinox on Lexington and 44th Street, where we are all grappling for power outlets and hot showers. It feels like an upscale homeless shelter, and in many ways it is.
We seemed to have survived the storm without harm or property damage. We reached the point of having to toss out all of our perishable foods, despite taking all the right precautions. We have no lights, no cell service, no Internet, no phone and no television. Once my Nike Fuel band loses charge, we won’t even know what time it is.
It is a strange existence. Time passes with little to do. We have had no news until now.
The tunnels are flooded in lower Manhattan, and until they are pumped out, they cannot fix the electricity. The news shows wide spread devastation around the area. If you are reading this, you probably know more than we do.
Thanks to everyone who is trying to reach us. We are fine, albeit over-carbed and bored.
Thanks Equinox. All of my batteries are now recharged, physically, emotionally and electronically. Now for a nice, hot shower…
Tags: aftermath, bored, climate, equinox, Hurricane Sandy, nature, power failure
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