Dear Duncan, I hate you. Love, Tropical Storm Fay

Professor Barlow ran into Tropical Storm Fay on his way to Jacksonville. Yesterday Duncan posted this update from a hotel in Georgia:

Well, it seems that Tropical Storm Fay is a bit of an anomaly. In fact, the only storm in US history to behave at all like Fay, was a storm in 1964. Fay hit Florida on the Gulf side, gained speed over land (which is rare) by pulling water from the Everglades, popped back into the Atlantic, came back ashore, popped back into the Atlantic, and is now slowly going west after pausing over the coast for nearly a day. I have been holed up in a roadside hotel in Georgia for three days waiting for the storm to clear so that I can find a place to live in Florida. Many streets are flooded (alligators, snakes, fish, and other wildlife are swimming through the city streets in some areas — like the neighborhood I’m looking at).

I had a bout of the stomach flu yesterday to boot. All this being said…I’m still “moving” and have not “moved.” I have not seen my new city, nor have I stepped foot in it. I have yet to meet my colleagues at the college, nor see my office. I am bored out of my mind and I’m tired of feeling displaced.

Things could always be worse. Of this I am well aware. However, for someone who reluctantly left the lovely city of Denver, this is a funny situation. Tomorrow I will leave this hotel. I will still have to drive through the storm for a few hours, but at least this way I’ll be able to get a hotel in the new city; right now no one is answering their phones because the power is out. That’s the update. More later.