We prepared for Typhoon number two, Vongfong, and all the
reports had me a bit nervous. Super-storm does not incite a sense of overall well-being
in a faculty member responsible for fourteen students in a study abroad program
who are eager to explore and have no sense of their own mortality (or so it
seems to me, but what do I know. I’m old!)!
I’m sure the students have no intentions of putting
themselves in peril, and they have been good about staying indoors and close to
home when the typhoons are predicted to hit.
My visions come from an overactive imagination and the fact
that I am a mother, and if it were my children, I’d worry about them too! In my imagination, I see students stuck in
Tokyo once the trains have been canceled due to flooding, and my visions
deteriorate from there. It’s nerve wracking!
I’m waiting now for students to check in after last night’s
typhoon (nicknamed “the wasp”) blew through with little adverse effect. I
breathed a sigh of relief to open my curtains to blue sky this morning. The
temperatures were in the low 60s yesterday and will reach near 80 today. What a
difference a day makes.
I promised photos of this typhoon, but the highest winds
came in the wee hours of the night, and I actually slept through them! The
impressive rains came after dark, so I missed them too, thinking the storm
would rage until eight or nine this morning, at the very least. I did take
after-typhoon photos, but it’s just not the same, I know!
I’ll try again next time, but I truly hope there is not “a
next time.” J
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