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This "bomb cyclone" will clobber from the Gulf and up the Atlantic Coast to New England and beyond. Some are calling it a winter hurricane.
It will be hitting here -- if it does -- the morning we leave for Cuba. At the moment it looks as though the big stuff will arrive after we're scheduled to take off. But who knows? It will be so strange if the people who arrive late when it is el V is running the Postmambo show. But, here we are in post climate change collapse. There are contingencies and people in place in case we are late arriving. Of course, if we are late, so will be all the other travelers coming from this part of the US.
I spent all day packing the clothes. That's hard physical labor for someone with A Back. The toiletries tomorrow. Back is screaming and I am more than cranky.
What makes it far more difficult is that I know from past experience that this intense cold here on the Atlantic Coast will make Havana very uncomfortable -- one can get very cold in these conditions in an environment built for very hot weather and not for cold at all. This means carrying a few more clothes than one wanted or expected to. But after two days -- during what may well be this cold front for western Cuba, we leave for Central Cuba. We will be in very hot weather again, in a short time as we turn to the south coast, which is the Caribbean coast. So one needs a lot of different clothes. This packing anxiety I have -- it isn't at all about vanity. It's about clothes for too cold and too hot in the same damned place. Anyone who thinks packing for this is easy -- and I'm gone for 12 days, so to speak -- should have lived through this already. I have. I know.
No wonder I hate traveling. One never knows any longer, in any season, any part of the year, anywhere, what will happen. Not to mention the transportation corporations not giving a single shyte.
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