Stormy weather

Sunday, January 27, 2013 Permalink

After a week or two of ridiculously high temperatures and bush fire dangers, a wannabe cyclone has dumped a huge amount of rain on parts of my state, causing significant flooding. ‘Mini’ tornadoes also wound their way about, near where I’m now living.

I’ve been perfectly safe and minimally impacted, but as I live on the coastline, I had a bird’s eye view of the wild weather: waves cascading over the seawall; and esplanade palm trees swaying (to a scary angle) with the high winds.

Indeed, as I followed the weather last night on Twitter (as you do) I occasionally got up to check that it was just the wind howling around my apartment and that I hadn’t been captured in some gust of wind and would soon be responsible for the death of an evil witch.

8We were warned to stay away from windows: a problem for me, as glass windows and doors comprise the entire front of my apartment. Nonetheless, I tried to refrain from standing too close – the vibrating windows worrying me just a tad.

I grimaced when someone on Twitter asked if brick houses were supposed to shake.

Although I knew I was in no danger and others were far worse off, being the drama queen I am, it reminded me of a night 15-16 years ago.

I was living in Cambodia at the time, working with a government department in a voluntary capacity in the country’s capital, Phnom Penh.

After UN intervention and recent elections, the country was governed by two (yes, two) Prime Ministers in an arrangement which was deteriorating by the day.

The international community was starting to get warnings about needing to stock up on supplies in the event of significant unrest. I’d registered with the Australian Embassy, drawing a diagram of the location of my nameless dirt street (behind the Museum) and number-less apartment.

And – like many others – I spent my days in a state of nervous anticipation.

Tanks started roaming the streets, armed men everywhere.

And then… one night: gunfire and explosions.

I must confess I felt panicked and petrified. Irrational as they were, my thoughts were of the atrocities of the Khmer Rouge and I envisaged them rounding up the expats living in the city and torturing us to death.

‘This was it,’ I thought and raced around my apartment, deciding what I would take when I fled the country. (Amazingly all I collected was some money and all of the photos of my niece I had scattered about the apartment!)

My place0001I tried to work out where I should sit in my apartment in the event it was hit by a bomb and I had to climb out of rubble. I opted for the front, which seemed the most sensible and sneaked a look out at the street to see if there was any activity.

With no telephone (or power!) and no one to talk to, I eventually went to bed with my shortwave radio (and BBC World News) next to me… awaiting news of our departure.

Which didn’t come.

Eventually it was revealed that there was fighting between the guards of the two Prime Ministers. Casualties were minimal, but it occurred just a street or two away from my place.

I saw a friend the next day who lived on the other side of town. She’d heard nothing and was completely unscathed by the episode.

But for me it was the beginning of the end. After another week or two I decided to pack up and leave, to the delight of my family back home in Australia.

When I arrived back in the country I called my parents from the airport and learned that the Phnom Penh airport had just closed and the Australian Embassy was rounding up Aussies still there to get them out of the country.

Lying in bed last night, monitoring twitter while listening to deafening rain, gusting wind and splashing waves was nothing like gunfire and bombs… but it was a vivid reminder of something I thought I’d long forgotten!

  • Mel
    January 27, 2013

    goodness – what wild weather! We’ve gotten the mild tail end to your storm today – torrential rain…
    My hubby’s Dad lives in Howard (30 mins inland from you) and he said he had terrible frightening weather too.
    Glad you & your apartment made it out alright!!!

    • Debbish
      January 28, 2013

      Melly, I think it was the strong winds and tornado threats that were the worst thing. And the winds combined with the rain and very (very) high tides were a bit scary here on the esplanade. We’ll have high tides again today (indeed, water is coming over the wall HOURS before high tide!) but we don’t have the high winds and rain today!

  • Satu
    January 27, 2013

    Your life sounds quite interesting (I mean your Cambodia experience). We don’t have extreme weather conditions in Finland so I don’t really know cyclones from tornados.

    It’s good you can relocate to your mother’s house if the sea won’t stay in the sea…

    Did you already figure out how to make a cover for your laptop? I forgot to comment the actual post but it occurred to me that you could use pretty patterned oilcloth they use to cover tabletops (at least in Finland/Scandinavia). You can sew the fabric if you want to and it is water and dirt resistant.

    Here is an example:

    • Debbish
      January 28, 2013

      Thanks for the link Satu, will check it out! The wind has forced me to keep everything shut over the last few days but I would have anyway given the wind and rain – NOT what my computer/TV need!

      We’re mostly lucky weather-wise here in Oz. There’s actually a lot of debate as to what to call the mini tornadoes (with some claiming that they are more a US thing!).


  • KCLAnderson (Karen)
    January 29, 2013

    Extreme weather can be quite frightening IRL versus seeing it happening in another part of the world. When we had our hurricane this past year it was quite intense. Like your experience in Cambodia, it’s always so much worse when you have no idea what *might* happen!

    • Debbish
      January 29, 2013

      True Karen. Had the wind blown all of the glass windows and doors in, my only plan was to roll off the side of the bed. I did wonder if I’d have time to jump into my bathtub which I hoped would protect me!

  • Neen
    February 23, 2013

    It’s a day like this in Sydney today! Crazy weather lately.

    I liked reading about Cambodia too. You should do more posts on your time abroad!

    • Debbish
      February 25, 2013

      Yes, I guess I could write more about my time o/s. My mother saved EVERY SINGLE LETTER I sent home during my time in Mozambique and Cambodia. I once thought about a novel where I alternated between my story in real time and letters home. Sort of.

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