The blog about the 2010 Tsunami. Ok, it's a little late, but we'll cut ourselves some slack...
Ok, I'm not sure if we can still call it a Tsunami... since, there wasn't even really an 'it' to begin with, but never the less..
Saturday began at 3:30am in a 1/2 hour line at the gas station.
Ok, who am I kidding, that's how John's day began - I was frantically packing all the important things in life; photo equipment, computers... and dog clothing.
Yes, you heard me right. But let me take a quick moment to dwell on that. Our dogs aren't just any dogs. They are South Maui dogs. and it's hot here (as in they shiver when they go to the beach). If we could potentially be camping out up the mountain for days (my overreacting mind already hard at work) I could not handle my furbabies being cold.
Fast forward 8 hours, we found ourselves all propped up with family up the road from Ma'alaea Harbor. Laptop connected to live feed from the news, and long lenses in hand - we were ready for the action. Sirens went off intermittenly, fire trucks drove up and down along the coast with loud speakers making evacuation announcements, and boats cleared the harbor.
Then 11:19 came and went.
We sat, eyes glued to the shoreline. All we could see was a pod of whales breaching offshore.
The evacuation orders were cancelled at 3:30, and we headed home.
So after our forced day off, I must conclude with (while anticlimactic) I'm incredibly happy we didn't actually get hit by a tsunami. We were forced to take our first day off together (no work of any kind) for the first time in as long as I can remember, and got really good evacuation practice =)
As I walked through the front door, I couldn't help but be incredibly thankful for everything in our lives - there's no place like home.
Sunrise Over Ma'alaea Harbor..
An Eerily Empty Ma'alaea Harbor
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