Being displaced like that is a right and total bitch. I was out of doors in a Red Cross shelter for about two months back during Hurricane Rita (2005, shortly after Katrina). By the time we decided we should probably leave, the closest place we could find room was about 400 miles (627 km) away. Due to the traffic, it took us nearly 20 hours to get there. Ah well. C'est la vie, non?
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