So remember how I said I'd have stuff to talk about when I got back to New York? I kind of lied.
I don't know if you've been following the news or anything, but the midwest has been hammered by storms these past two weeks, with more still coming. I live in a teeny weeny town that straddles the Fox River in Kane County, Illinois. We've been getting a lot of rain and today was no different. Only today there was a fuck ton of it, and it's still pouring. It's not even 7:00pm and it's as dark as it is around 10:00pm.
Our town has one bridge. It's under construction right now. A bit down the river are three islands with three foot bridges connecting them together and to the mainland. Crossing the bridge today after the first downpour, I noticed something peculiar. The islands were gone. Just gone. Flooded over. I've lived in Batavia for all twenty years I've been alive and the islands haver never been swallowed by the river. Not even close. There are lower islands farther south which are constantly sinking and rising out of the river, but not our islands.
Oh, we were also hit by a few tornadoes. The elementary schools kept their children at school late rather than risk sending them home in the downpour and wind. Trees are down all over and my dog is terrified. I was actually a few counties north when they came and the poor dog had to weather it all by herself. We knew there'd been tornadoes by the time we were coming home and the close we got to home, the more awful it looked. Streets closed, trees down, power out. But, thankful my street was largely spared, our recycling bins were just blown around and some smaller branches were down.
On top of all this, the van broke down. And we need it to drive to New York on Saturday. Ugh. I just hope we can still leave on time and wont get held up by any of the flooding in Ohio.
I return to New York in five days. I'll actually have interesting things to talk about then.
