I can hear the wind whistling outside the hotel. Big time. There’s something of a classic coastal storm brewing, very much as strikes us in the Pacific Northwest. Today’s forecast of moderate rain and winds with gusts to 40 miles per hour and above is being unleashed on us – now. It’s fierce.
http://www.wunderground.com/global/stations/03865.html
It’s also still dark, but I can see the rain coming in at a steep angle. It’s rather miserable. It sounds miserable. Welcome to christening day.
And I’m already wondering about a couple of things.
There’s a huge tent dockside where the ceremony officially naming the ship is to take place – or at least it was. Given the storm, I’m wondering if it’s still standing. And, of course, there go the hats!
And two – well, I’m not wondering about this at all at the moment. I’m not doing the next item on our press agenda, period - which is to board a very small vessel to be taken out into the harbor for views of the ship from that angle. No thank you. Not in this storm.
I’m going to watch the wind and rain from my window until it’s time for us to be taken to the ship for the ceremonies and tonight’s bit of a gala celebration.
Is this your classic bit of inauspicious beginning or what?
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