As I we took the first sweeping curve headed up the Saddle Road headed to Hilo for the weekend, both our cell phones blew up with Hawaii’s Emergency Alert Siren. And while it is illegal to read text messages while driving. We read the following:
BALLISTIC MISSLE THREAT INBOUND TO HAWAII.
SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER.
THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
And I drove off the road…
Well, while I was not happy about driving off the road, seeing our Tommy Bahama’s “Air Stream” break loose from the hitch, or the notion of ballistic missile’s raining down on our heads, I was happy to see we had a nice “shelter in place” option. I knew the pantry was stocked with homemade cookies and a bottle of Patron iced down in the cooler.
I mean if you are about to kiss your ass good bye, go out happy and numb. My only regret was I didn’t think we’d have time to barbeque the pork ribs.
Seriously. This was terrifying!