As hurricane Florence slowly approaches the North Carolina coastline, most of us are constantly checking for updates, comparing previous hurricane experiences, and bemoaning all manner of things. No water, bread, or milk in the stores, gas stations drained dry. Schools closed as we look out a calm, gray sky. We debate which spaghetti model best predicts Florence’s path. Yeah, spaghetti.
Meteorologists are debating the merits of the American versus European computer models. We have this centuries-old rumble with Europe, you know. And while the rest of the world measures kilometers, we are talking about wind speeds of 140 miles per hour. And degrees Fahrenheit. And inches of barometric pressure. A hurricane event could be a terrific way for us to segue into the metric system because we need immersion, not random lessons. Opportunity lost. I guess no one at the beach wants to hear about immersion.
Florence has been a wonder of nature, though. Whether seen by infrared or from the ISS (below), she is a magnificent storm. If only she could stay in the Atlantic!