Last night as we flew over San Diego county, the pilot said that if we looked out the windows we’d be able to see the fires burning out of control in several places below.Â That if we smelled smoke in the cabin, we shouldn’t be worried.Â Not too earlier, one of the MoH’s brothers called to say he and his family were leaving their home, and shortly after landing, we discovered their entire area was being evacuated.
We arrived home after 9PM and began washing bedding and setting up the air mattress for their arrival at our house.Â After being on the road stuck in the evacuation traffic for three hours, they arrived after 1AM, smokey-smelling and exhausted, but in surprisingly good spirits.Â They’re pros.Â This is the third time in about six years they’ve had to leave because of wild fires.
We think their house if fine, but they’re still here withÂ us whileÂ we watch the fires growing and spreading toward the coast, burning home after home.Â Leveling one, skipping the next, then crossing the street.Â The problem has been the Santa Ana winds, in some places, gusting at 60 mph.Â The fire department hasn’t been able to use helicopters or winged support to douse flames.Â The news stations have begun to run a tape across the bottom of the screen of the addresses of homes burned.
Over 250,000 people have been asked to leave their homes around the county.Â Â Â Thankfully, ours is not threatened.Â But several of the MoH’s colleagues homes have been and they’ve been evacuated also.Â Â
No one is supposed to go out and breathe the air because of the toxicity.
The Govvahnator just arrived.
I’ll catch up later…