We returned from our kinda-tough day on Thursday to await the ominous weather event that had been forecast. Sure enough, about half an hour after walking through the doors, the winds whipped up and skies darkened. Tornado warnings were in effect. Power went out. It teemed buckets.
Luck was on our side, in terms of damage. Not far in every direction, trees had gone through houses and buildings burned, as a result of lightening strikes.
We thought to take a ride into town; others did the same. The sky was oddly blue, peeking through clouds of varying colors. Car lights performed wildly, as we headed towards the bright Village from our darkened world. Chinatown Kitchen's soup tasted mighty delicious.
