Hurricane Sandy Dispatch From New York To Miami: This Storm Blows
|A darkened New York City skyline|
The national media had been breathlessly predicting the End of Days for the East Coast. The culprit: Hurricane Sandy, the most destructive storm named after a Grease character since Hurricane Kenickie slammed into Rydell High School and ruined the senior prom. The city was told to expect everything: 100-mile-per-hour winds, two feet of rain, blood to replace the East River. Accordingly, the city's airports canceled virtually every flight out from Sunday night straight through Tuesday, leaving tens of thousands of travelers stranded. That included your intrepid weather correspondent, in town originally for the weekend but now stuck here for almost the entire week. Guess what, Miami? This storm was not f*%#ng around.
- Hurricane Sandy: A Message To The Northeast From Miami
The irony of leaving Miami -- Mother Nature's long preferred dumping grounds for hellacious wind and rain storms -- for New York, only to get stuck in a hurricane here, was not lost on me. But I was determined to experience a hurricane, be it in South Florida or the Northeast, so I foolishly ventured into the storm to see, first-hand, whether Sandy had anything to offer -- or whether, as Riptide suggested yesterday, we were all overreacting just a tad.