Saturday morning we drove Stephen to the airport and then I went to work. That afternoon, Halifax, and all of Nova Scotia was hit by Hurricane Noel (downgraded to a tropical storm). It was pretty exciting. Winds up to 140 km/h, and heavy, heavy rain. We had no power for most of the day on Sunday and morning meeting was cancelled.
Monday, after the storm had blown itself out or moved further along the coast and the morning was shining crisp and sunny, I was listening the radio at work. They interviewed one man who was foolish enough to go to Peggy's Cove to watch the storm on Sunday morning. (There are reports that more than one person was swept out to sea by monstrous waves during the storm.) So this man was saying that he parked his car in the parking lot and went down to the rocks to watch the waves. The ocean was very rough, with huge waves. Suddenly, these thirty foot waves rushed the shore and swamped the parking lot. At that point, he got a little scared and decided to leave. He got back in his car and drove away. At one point, though, waves were washing over the road and one hit the car, completely sumbmerging it.
Sounds awesome. I turned to Janelle and said, "Next time there's a hurricane, we're going to Peggy's Cove and filming it."
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