I had no power through the night. It was kind of strange. This all stopped for us as suddenly as it started. As we approached 10 p.m. was the worst of it, and at 10:05, it was over. I was home, in the dark, windows open, trying to get some sleep (because there was nothing else to do). The rain and wind were as bad as anything I've ever seen. And then it just stopped. I figured another band would come through later, but it never happened.
What I didn't know, couldn't know, was that the storm had taken a rough turn south. It battered the hell out of Fort Lauderdale, but we were on the northern edge of it. It made landfall south of us, a city called Hallandale (just north of Miami-Dade County). Then it shocked us all by continuing its southward trend. By the time I woke up this morning, the skies were cloudy but otherwise showed no sign of what it had thrown on us the night before. Homestead and Southwest Miami-Dade got battered worse than we did.
And did I mention it was the 13th anniversary of Hurricane Andrew?
The rest of the track isn't looking good: it's slated to turn north and hit the Panhandle region next week. As if they need it.
For me, this is over. For Florida, far from it.