Five years ago my familiy and I spent christmas in a cabin on the atlantic near St Andrews, New Brunswick.
When the power lines broke down during heavy ice rain on christmas eve, things turned a little more rustic than we had expected.
When we drove into town to gather Information, we found some friendy folks in the town office who informed us that situations like this may last a few days and that a shelter was available at St Andrews Biological Station to warm up and charge electric devices.
Walking through the empty, silent streets of St Andrews under a heavy grey sky with icy guts blowing in from the atlantic was an eerie experience:
Cooking all meals on a weber grill on the porch at minus 15 Degrees (Celsius), heating the place with a small woodstove, melting snow to cook tea, and singing christmas carrols around a fire in the snow with stars twinkling above us and waves washing ashore next to us, however, made that one of the best christmas holidays ever!
Christmas day woke us with crisp air, fresh snow and bright sunshine
Once we ran out of clean clothes and got tired of reading and playing by the faint glow of a petroleum lamp, we headed back to Maine and found a motel with electric power (and a washing machine) near Bethel. From what we heard, the outage lasted another 14 days or longer in some parts of Maine and New Brunswick.
We on the other hand were quite happy that the second leg of our trip featured Miami, Cape Caneveral and New Year’s Eve on Key Largo ;-]
We flew British Airways to BOS and from MIA and at that time BA started to really suck!
Can you believe AA gave up this logo?!