That really sounds more dramatic than it is, but
nonetheless, we are experiencing our first Pacific typhoon, Typhoon Ramussan/Glenda.
Before we left the mission home last night, we knew that our sister returning
to Fiji had had her flights cancelled, then we got a text at 3:54 am from
President Ostler saying that American flights were delayed until 4:30 this
afternoon, and all others were cancelled. He asked that all missionaries remain
in today and just hunker down. He also mentioned that their power was out. I don't know how much longer our power stayed
on, but at some point, I awoke to the silence of no air conditioner. Since we
awoke the wind has been blowing powerfully and we've had some heavy rain. One
of the roof coverings down below us was blown off, which, I expect, means
dripping ceilings for them.
We had cold breakfast, and Dad shaved, by candlelight, and
I'm writing this by battery power to post later with the return of the
internet. We have found our building to feel very strong and secure during the
storm. I wonder if the large openings or
breezeways that occur every five floors actually are intended to lower the wind
resistance of the building. We even have a form of "air
conditioning"-- the walls are hollow enough to allow large quantities of
air to travel in through our door latches! It's quite nice! We also have
windows that open for cross ventilation.
It will be interesting to see how this all plays out.
Post Script: We were without power for about 36 hours, except for a couple of hours one night; that allowed our computers to recharge and our freezer to get cold again. Luckily we didn't lose any food. No missionaries were injured, and were back working the day after the typhoon, though without power. Every area we drove through subsequently had sheared off trees, damaged signage, and other signs of high winds. Our building had generators, so the hallways and parking areas were lit, even though our apartment was not. We had a few meals by candlelight.
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