Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I feel the earth move under my feet...

And other natural disasters...

Well as I'm sure you all know, while I was in Martha's Vineyard, the East Coast experienced the biggest earthquake in centuries! We were in the workspace watching the riveting coverage from Libya about how Tripoli had fallen and Mr. Gadhafi was somewhere in hiding. It was actually incredible TV and I couldn't stop watching. It meant that we had a little momentary lull in liveshots but we were still working hard. And then all of a sudden, one of my colleagues from another network said "look at the wires crossing... there was an earthquake in DC!" And as soon as she finished that sentence, we all noticed that the room was shaking and the little chandeliers were swaying. It was ever so slight but when I realized that we were 500 miles away and not technically connected to the mainland, I thought it had to be a fairly big deal. I have never been in an earthquake and was a little freaked out that the ground was moving so far away so I could only imagine what it was like closer to the epicenter!


Immediately, my blackberry exploded with hundreds and hundreds of emails about the quake but the one that stood out to me was that the epicenter was a town between Charlottesville and Richmond. That's exactly where Brian's grandpa and uncle and aunt live so immediately I was worried about their safety. It took a little time but we heard from one of Brian's cousins that everything was okay on the farm and I could breathe a huge sigh of relief!



Brian was on his way home and was actually in Rhode Island at the time of the earthquake and didn't feel it. I originally thought he was going to get stuck in the airport due to delays but it turns out that he got home only about an hour late! Amazing! I've been much more delayed than that before without the excuse of an earthquake! As soon as he got home, he went to check out the damage at his place and mine. At first I got the message from him: "everything is good! No damage!" I was so relieved until the next message: "Now going to check out your place!"



Well I have a lot more stuff than Brian so I knew I wouldn't be so lucky. The next message I got from him was "it could be worse." Many things fell off shelves and cabinets, including my poor plate collection. Ever since I started traveling abroad, I have bought a plate or piece of pottery from each country so I could remember my visit. Each plate has some shade of blue in the design and they are displayed on top of my kitchen cabinets and a china cabinet. Well, during the earthquake, they all fell down and a couple of them slid right off the china cabinet.

Now before I go any further, I know they are just plates and I should be grateful that there was no further damage and no loss of life. I truly am grateful for those facts. And I am not one to put a lot of stock in material possessions. I firmly believe they are just that and they are staying behind when it's time for me to see Jesus. I am not one to spend a lot on things because they are just that. But I still had to mourn a bit. The two plates that fell were special to me. One was from Mexico and was the first plate in my collection. But worse than that, the one that shattered the most was from Kyrgyzstan and was my favorite. Beyond that, it really is irreplaceable. Returning to Kyrgyzstan, especially after their recent blip in democracy, is not on my list of things to do in life. I mean, I enjoyed my time and experiences there but I've already been there, done that.



After a few moments of mourning while looking at the pictures Brian sent, I moved on because I had other issues to deal with! Hurricane Irene was predicted to be one of the worst storms in recent history and Martha's Vineyard was directly in its path! We kept discussing the notion that POTUS would be leaving early and the WH kept insisting that wasn't going to happen. They finally announced it was happening day off, as soon as POTUS finished making his statement. The good news is that we were travel pool so we would be on AF1 with him. The bad news is that it was more crucial to have my correspondent on the plane with him and not me. I totally agreed with that assessment but it meant that I would have to figure out how to get home before the airports and ferry system shut down. I really didn't want to be stuck on MV during the storm. I know there were many worse places to be and in the end, we weren't in the eye of the storm but I still wanted to be home in my own house!

The next few hours of trying to figure out the logistics of getting home were a bit stressful but in the end, I had experienced (or at least attempted) every form of transportation in my quest to get home. So my co-worker and I took the last ferry off the island on Friday night. Then we were picked up by a car service and driven two hours to Boston. We checked into the hotel near the airport and slept about three hours. Then we took a bus to the airport and boarded a 6a flight home. It was on time and everything! Then I took a cab home! (At one point, we had booked train tickets so I'm counting that form of transportation. About ten minutes after we booked that, we got news that they were shutting down Amtrak service so we quickly cancelled those tickets!) I was so glad to get home to my house before the storm was at its worst! I immediately cleaned up all the stuff that had fallen from the earthquake and ran a few errands to prepare for the hurricane. Luckily, I was so tired from not sleeping much the night before, I slept through the entire storm. Thankfully, we had no damage and my power stayed on the whole time!!



After an earthquake and a hurricane all in one week, I was reminded of God's awesome power and even more so, His protection. And I'm so grateful for that! But I'd also be grateful if we don't have to experience another natural disaster any time soon!

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Back to the Vineyard

My dear neglected blog readers: Once again, I apologize for being a blog slacker. Life just gets busy as I'm sure you can understand!! But I'm back and I promise to keep you updated on my life in the past few weeks.

The main event of recent days was that I was assigned once again to cover POTUS's summer vacation in Martha's Vineyard. Not too many people felt sorry for me that I had to go to the Vineyard for 11 days and get paid for it. And when I think about it like that, I agree. But it still is work and as you know, I had that honor last year so in all honesty, I wasn't that excited. But as soon as I got there, I realized that I was indeed blessed by being in a beautiful work environment and not behind my desk in either the WH or my bureau. You'll be happy to know that we didn't have to stay at a place that specializes in colonics this year. We didn't have to negotiate the ability to have solid foods in the house. We rented a big house that was brand spanking new. Absolutely no character and if you look at the IKEA catalog, you'll see exactly what it looked like. But it had air conditioning and forks and only one crockpot and no hydrotherapy room so I count it as a step up!

Things around the Vineyard were just as I remembered them. I instantly recalled where everything on the island was and the best places to get some form of lobster. The first night we were there, I decided to get as much in as we could just in case the trip got crazy work-wise. So we went to Menemsha to watch the sunset and eat lobster on the dock. Then we went to Back Door Donuts which might be the best thing on MV. It was a pretty cool evening!!
We did a ton of liveshots and that was before there was really any news!! But the best part of this year's trip was that I had a special visitor for a few days!! Let me back up and say that last year, Brian surprised me by sending me cookies (a.k.a. one of my favorite solid foods) and it might have been at that moment that he won my heart. :) But this year, he topped that and actually showed up himself. There was extra room in the big house so it all worked out quite nicely!

Since I was working, he rented a bike and explored the island. And because Mr. Gadhafi decided that Sunday was the best time to cede control of Tripoli, he had plenty of time to do just that. But on Saturday night, we were able to go to the MV Agriculture Fair. Now, I thought that being in MV, it wouldn't be your typical fair. I thought it would be a more upscale event where instead of fried food stands, they would be handing out lobster and vegetables. But I was wrong! It was exactly what a typical ag fair should be. Vegetable growing contests, pig and chicken shows, frog jumping contests, and of course lots and lots of fried food and rides and games.
We looked at the veggies (and both decided that some of Brian's vegetables from his garden would have won!) and looked at the animals except for the miniature horses (which I was surprised how many miniature horses there were on such a small island) because they made me hyperventilate, as you know. Then we ate something fried and then tried our hand at a couple of games.
We ran into a couple of my colleagues and had Whack-a-Mole competition. I beat my colleagues but didn't win overall so I walked away without a 3-foot hot pink plush bear that was definitely worth less than the $5 entrance fee.
Brian and I also had a quick chance to walk around Oak Bluffs for a few minutes and we made sure that we went to the Flying Horses carousel. It's the oldest merry-go-round in America and definitely a step back in time. I learned the exact meaning of "reaching for the brass ring" as the carousel went around and we grabbed rings, hoping that we would find the one brass ring so we could get a free ride. We would have attempted it more than once but since we were the only ones there without kids and we didn't have much time, we decided that we could cross it off our list and we moved on. As I mentioned, the Libya situation was getting out of control so I worked a long time. Luckily, Brian thought watching breaking news was considered a fun activity! I finished work about midnight and then had to be back at work at 5a. Brian rode all over the island exploring. At the end of my 14+ hour day, we met back up and decided to drive to Aquinna to see the lighthouse and watch the sunset. It was beautiful!!! I had only slept for a few hours so I'm squinting a bit but it was such a wonderful evening!
Brian left the next day and I continued to work and do liveshots for the next several days. On Friday, I was in travel pool and all ready for a long day of hanging out with POTUS. With Hurricane Irene approaching the US, POTUS made a statement on his vacation compound about the storm. Right after that, we went to hold on my favorite bus from last year and I was getting ready to get settled in. But then the WH announced that POTUS was leaving early because of the storm. So my long day in travel pool came to an abrupt end!! I had mentally prepared myself for hours on that bus and getting through a major portion of a book I'm reading but instead, I launched into crisis mode to figure out a way to not get stuck on MV!!

Friday, August 12, 2011

POTUS and the Cheeseheads


Ever since the debt talks were over and completed, I feel like I haven't seen POTUS lately. He hasn't been coming to the briefing room every other day and honestly, there hasn't been much more going on other than a departure and/or arrival and I'm sure you're pretty bored with those stories by now. I'm not sure how many of those I've seen over the years but I'm sure there have been hundreds. And I'm not just saying this but I still do get a kick out of seeing the chopper either take off or land.

Last Friday, I had the day off and my friend Missy was in town so I pulled some strings and got her in so she could see POTUS depart the WH on Marine One to go to Camp David for the weekend. She had never been to the WH before so it was exciting to see it through her eyes. It's always good to get that reminder that this is not an every-day occurrence for most of the world.
This week, I was off for a couple of days and then just saw POTUS for a late M1 arrival on Thursday night. The late night arrivals are pretty cool because it's just a small handful of people here and seeing the chopper land in front of the lit Washington Monument is pretty cool. You'll have to take my word for it because I can never get the flash to work correctly and show exactly how cool it is.

But today, I finally got to see POTUS again and this time it was with a bunch of Cheeseheads. The Green Bay Packers were invited over to the WH to celebrate their Super Bowl victory. It's amazing that I had completely forgotten that they won. I'm pretty sure I watched the entire game but I have no recollection of it whatsoever. But yay for them! I'm not a Cheesehead myself but I really expected everyone in the crowd to be wearing a cheesehead hat to support their team. Now it was about 95 degrees and maybe foam cheese on your head gets really hot but there were only two or three in the crowd. It was a light-hearted event and I wish I could say that I recognized all kinds of famous people. But honestly, I was sweating like a pig and just waiting for the moment I could return to air-conditioning. How totally jaded of me but it was true. In theory, it was a beautiful day but standing on a press riser in the blazing sun for more than an hour almost got the best of me!!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Jumping the Fence

So as I presume you've seen, POTUS and Congress figured out a debt deal. Thank the Lord. I mean, yes, most people think it's good for the country. But for me, I'm talking about how I can begin to get back to a normal life. I'm not complaining, just pointing out the facts but I have worked quite a bit lately. Like in the last three weeks, I've had one day off. The debt talks have been a very important story so I've just been doing what needs to be done. But that has included a lot of late nights hanging out in the White House basement working. And honestly, I haven't minded too much because I'm a news nerd and want to be a part of big stories like this one.

I haven't blogged a lot about the past two weeks because frankly there hasn't been much activity. Mostly a lot of sitting and waiting and finding out detail by detail of various plans. To be honest, I even got lost in some of the minutiae. And it seemed that I didn't see POTUS for days and days.

But on Sunday night, as you know, there was a breakthrough. I had spent the past few days working and trying to avoid eating every meal from the WH vending machine. By the weekend, the only things left in the vending machine were 13 cans of tuna salad and one Big Texas cinnamon bun, all of which has been there since the Reagan administration, I'm sure. So when we heard that they were nearing a deal, I couldn't have been happier. I was eating a slice of leftover pizza when all of a sudden, I found out that POTUS was going to be coming out to the briefing room to speak about the deal. We had exactly 12 minutes to get everything set up and ready to go. I won't go into the details of the slight chaos but by the time POTUS walked out, my outstanding crew guys had done a great job of setting everything up. POTUS made a statement and I ran up to the briefing room to take pictures but of course, that was the exact moment that my camera decided not to work correctly. So all I have are two pictures from my blackberry. Oh well.
So Monday, I was fine with working late because I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Honestly, I'm having a hard time remembering which day is which. It all kind of blurs together now. But by Tuesday afternoon when I realized that I might not have to stay late, I was so excited that I might get home before 10p!!

But then it happened. One of my network's shows was being anchored at the WH on Tuesday (which added a few extra things to my day to begin with!) and about 15 minutes before it was over and I was about to go home, a man jumped over the WH fence!!!

We've had our fair share of abandoned bags or packages (most of them end up being some kid's lunch box or backpack that they've left behind), but an actual fence jumper is more rare. Since we were live for the show, we had the whole thing live on TV. The man on the ground. The Secret Service with the guns drawn. Like big machine guns. They apprehended the guy and took him away for questioning. But he had also gotten over the 10 foot fence with his backpack and I knew that was a terrible thing. So immediately, we were in lockdown and were stuck inside. Of course, I immediately began to make calls to see what information I could get but since the situation was still ongoing, details were few and far between.
So for the next couple of hours, I was stuck inside with about a dozen other journalists. I was trying to figure out if there was any way for me (and some colleagues) to get out a different door/gate than the one where the suspect was being held. But since they hadn't determined that the backpack was safe, we were out of luck. I was getting hungry and was actually considering eating that tuna salad in the vending machine.

I've never been held hostage and in this case, I know it was out of an abundant concern for my own safety that they wouldn't let us leave, but I was getting quite antsy. Seriously, I was 15 minutes away from being able to leave work after and incredibly busy, stressful story and this man had caused me to be absolutely stuck. No amount of sweet talk or begging was going to get be out of there. So I made some phone calls and sent some emails and tried to figure out a way to get out. We had finally found a WH staffer who was supposedly going to be able to lead us out a different gate but just as that was happening, the Secret Service came in and announced "ALL CLEAR" and we were able to go home!!!!

In all honesty, it didn't last nearly as long as I feared it would. I didn't have to eat the tuna in the vending machine and I was able to get home "early": at 9:58pm!!