Fiery southern California is more like it. We arrived in San Diego, safe and sound, on the 14th. We moved into our house on base on Monday and our stuff was delivered on Wednesday. We thought we were doing well and had almost unpacked the entire house by Sunday. Of course, on Sunday the Santa Anna winds started, as did the wildfires.
Why are we surprised? When we moved into North Carolina, just over 7 years ago, we were greeted by two tropical storms, including one on the day our stuff was moved into our house, and a hurricane. Seems natural disasters are par for the course when we move.
Thankfully, we are safe. The kids are safe. The base has us on notice for possible evacuation if the fire moves closer (currently it is just over the ridge in Fallbrook where it has burned over 500 structures). We can see and smell the smoke all too well and have the air condition running to keep our air clean. If you didn't know that peoples homes were burning, you would just think that there is a nice wood fire burning somewhere near, creating the sense of a cool fall day.
We have lots of photos to share of our trip west, but for now I'll leave you with some pictures I took of our neighborhood this afternoon. I'm hoping that the orange haze will show up. There are mountains that are usually easy to see in both directions, but the smoke is so thick right now they are invisible. Good news is that the Santa Annas are due to die down tomorrow and we might even have fog on Thursday. Here's hoping!