On the other hand, we're glued to the weather reports, getting virtual updates almost minute by minute, making us dither between making our escape and staying put to wait it out. I almost prefer the ignorance.
Of course, we're in a rare position, five floors up in a hurricane designed building with a strong confidence that we can ride though it with no harm. That's not the case for most of the town of 85,000 behind us. Worst case could put Galveston on the disaster map right with New Orleans and the Mississippi coast. That's why they ordered the evacuation.
But ... this is a hurricane. When we headed down here, landfall was aimed at Galveston. When we got here, it was nearly down to Corpus Christi. As we watched it came back north. By the time it hits, it may target High Island just like the last one did. Cross your fingers. For the sake of the city, landfall to the north would be great. Dither some more, Ike.