Timing Is Everything

>> Friday, January 31, 2014

I'm posting at The Barn Door today, too.

A few weeks ago, Michigan was part of a phenomenon known as a polar vortex. I’d never heard of such a thing but Al Roker said, “Think of it as a polar hurricane.”


Ugh.

But it didn’t matter to me as I had boarded a plane for Cozumel on January 2, the day before everything cut loose.
Off my balcony

We’d heard bad weather was coming, but all we ran into on the way to the airport was some light, fluffy snow. And really, we couldn’t have cared less anyway. The only focus we had was sunshine, beaches, and tropical temps.

Sure, it had been raining in Mexico for a month and the forecast indicated more of the same while we were there. But compared to temps that ran in the 30s…BELOW zero...plus 18 inches of snow, it was all relative.

Soggy but having a blast!
Sometimes I think technology is a detriment. I watched the Weather Channel app on my tablet and fussed: Would my kitties be okay? What if no one could get into the house to feed them? Would the pipes freeze? Sure hoped someone plowed the driveway. . . .

It did rain often during our trip. We had one sunshiny beach day and even then, there were intermittent showers. It was cold (mid-60s), windy, and monsoony often. One of our excursions turned into a muddy, drowned-rat experience. We laughed ourselves silly, froze, and got sopping wet. It was awesome.

All too soon it was time to go home. The world back here was still trying to recover. So many flights were delayed and cancelled during the event, the airports were still a mess. One of our group missed her flight and ended up spending the night in the airport. She finally got home 24 hours later.
The water was cold. Really cold.

Our vehicle wouldn’t start after sitting several days in sub-zero temps and we needed a jump. The highway was still icy, making driving hazardous.

When we got to my house, fortunately the drive had been cleared, but later on, I heard my cat-sitters had quite a time getting in and out. Thank goodness one of them had the presence of mind to leave the faucets dripping. Can only imagine what a disaster I could have come home to.

I’m still basking in post-vaca glow and my tan hasn’t totally faded. And yet another weather event is on the way. Too bad I can’t hop a plane. Guess I’ll just have to sigh over the pictures.

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