At the Halloween party, we started getting robo-calls from our apartment management office, indicating that we were in the mandatory evacuation zone. At first, I wanted to try to ride out the storm at home, but then the reality of trying to get down 15 flights of stairs by myself with the kids prompted us to pack our bags. We decided to try the evacuation center first, then try to get to Jermaine's brother's in the Bronx if needed. I was definitely anxious, not really knowing what to expect or what we would need.
We got to Baruch College around 7pm, filled out some paperwork, and waited to be called. After 30 minutes or so, they led us down to the gym. There were food packs complete with heating packets that warmed them up. Jermaine said it was similar to what they have in the military (meal ready-to-eat/MRE) - don't ask me how he knows this. The negative was that they had run out of cots, and we soon learned that they would not be dimming the bright gym lights. We opted for a hotel rather than sleeping on the floor under fluorescent lights with a million kids running around.
We checked into a Ramada. The skies were still clear, so it was hard to anticipate what was to come.
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