The day it flooded in A-mess.

The day began when I got a call from a friend at 6.30 am in the morning. Any call at 6.30 am is either bad news or drunk dial. When she said there is water around her apartment, I never thought it would be 5 to 6 feet of water. Once they got on dry land (via rescue boat), and we walked around our neighbourhood trying to assess the levels of the water and the severity of the flood, it was clear we were pretty much stranded on an island and campus was completely inaccessible. So, I promptly got into panic gear, went to Hyvee and bought emergency supplies – 6 bars of snickers, two tins of canned fruit and some fresh fruit, and a bag of chips. I am reanalyzing my emergency-coping abilities. (Fortunately, a part of my brain was working the night before and I had parked my car away from the low lying parking spaces that got inundated with flood water).

Once we got home, we had nothing to do – we had no internet, nowhere to go. So I set about doing the one thing I had been putting off for a while – cleaning! I cleaned and sprayed and scrubbed for two hours. I even cleaned the dustbins. Who cleans the dustbins, I’d like to know and shake hands gloves with.

After that, boredom set in. While the others were catching up on sleep, I studied, I cleaned up my computer, discovered my iPod isn’t working and then went out for a walk to… Hyvee! After I got back and started cooking dinner, I learned that the water in Ames is “contaminated” (they were very ambiguous about this part), and that we aren’t supposed to flush the toilets or use the shower, and that there has been a boil alert since the morning that I knew nothing of. I set about boiling water in all the pots and pans I owned. After we had dinner two hours later than my tummy had planned, we went back to.. guess where? Hyvee! And bought gallons of drinking water.

Last thing at night, I did after all receive a drunk dial, and the day felt complete. It was all in a day’s work for me, but my heart goes out to the people who have lost their homes, their cars and their belongings, and in one case, their loved one, in the flood.

P.S. The pictures aren’t mine. The first was captured by university photographer Bob Elbert, and the second is from a weather lab. I will put up pictures from my camera either when the internet at home starts working, or when I develop enough presence of mind to bring my camera and its cord to campus.