Det var lidt bt blæsende (She was a wee bit windy)

*So this is a post that I written on Monday (the 28th) but apparently I never published it. So here it is...

As usual today, I biked to school in beautiful sunshine, the beginnings of a perfect fall day.

However, I was not surprised that by the time my first class was over, it was raining.

What was surprised though was how much the wind had picked up. Sonderborg is an ocean town and so it rains pretty much at least once a day, it's always windy, and the weather is seriously bipolar.

But this was different. Because the wind didn't stop.

It kept getting worse and worse. Outside, boats were being tossed back and forth on the pier and white-caps started to appear in the harbour. And it still kept getting worse. Soon, the tops of the white caps were being picked up the wind and it made the whole scene looked like a typhoon. The harbour water looked like it had risen and you couldn't go outside without being blown around.

It was crazy, so reminiscent of Hurricane Juan. People were starting to stop what they were doing inside just to look out the windows and watch the whole scene. The wind eventually got up to 120km/h.

Meanwhile, I had my bike and my laptop at school. And we were being told not to go outside and that it was too dangerous to cross the bridge across the harbour to get home. Not only that, but roof tiles (brick roof tiles by the way) were being flung off the roofs and people were worried about getting hit.

The lucky part of the whole situation is that, like I said, Sonderborg is an ocean town. And so, weather moves in and out pretty quickly. What looked like a dire situation at two in the afternoon, had all but died down by 5pm. So I got to bike home around that time. But three hours of wind like that had definitely caused some destruction.

There were roof tiles shattered all over the ground. There were branches down on the road. The city centre had lost power in the middle of a business day. Apparently it was the worst storm Sonderborg had seen in eleven years.

Pretty cool that I got to experience it though. I've always had a fascination but also a deep fear of the sheer power of nature. And so, for a while I was a little afraid, but it's still pretty crazy what a little wind can do.

PS. I mentioned a while back that my window had broken the night I got my stitches. It's still not fixed. And so I was really afraid that the win was going to rip it out of the frame. By the grace of God, this did not happen. Definitely getting on the janitor to fix it though.