Hello, my fellow Outer Banks travelers! It’s September and we are in the middle of hurricane season. Mother Nature likes to throw curveballs even when we have our hearts dead set on a perfect getaway. But don’t let those rainclouds dampen your joie de vivre! I have a wild idea that will make you wish for a good storm to roll in!
Last Friday, I found myself trying to watch high school football during some nasty September thunderstorms. Before the skies opened up on Friday night, the witty kids in the press box decided to double-down on the mood and started playing some classic songs about thunder and lightning. The timing of some of the lyrics with the lightning off in the distance was spot on and enjoyable. I could not help but laugh. It’s amazing how music can turn a frustrating situation into a memorable experience.
It made me think about all those times on vacation when the weather does not cooperate. Sure, there are movies to watch, boardgames to play, and a good ole nap to take. But what about embracing the stormy weather, blasting some music, and staging an epic lip-sync battle?
Naturally, a little preparation goes a long way. Someone in the group must download the playlist and lyrics to their smartphone or laptop in advance. And it goes without saying that all devices should be charged ahead of the storm.
When the rain starts and the lightning strikes, it’s time for the talent to take stage. Grab the kitchen spoon, slap on some lipstick, put on your favorite cowboy hat and let it rip!
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls, and the lightnin’ strikes
Or maybe something more Gen Z
“In the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder (thunder)
Thunder, thunder, thun,
Thunder, th-th-thunder, thunder”
Remember, my OBX friends, preparation and vigilance during hurricane season is important. But beat the doom and gloom by finding the silver lining in the storm clouds. Cherish the moments with the people you care about the most, rain or shine. Wild weather couldn’t drag me away . . . or is it horses?
