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It's been 3 years already.... https://twitter.com/HC_PuertoRico/status/1307453103537561600
No one was prepared for how hard this thing struct the island. To this day, we still haven't recovered all the damage. So much of the land changed.
Our electrical system is so old fashioned and weak, we went without electrical power for over 3 months, and we were left with 0 communications for around 2 months. We didn't knew what was going on outside in the world, nor the world knew what was going on with us.
No cellphone service available. The only one that was working barely.... ironically is the most trashy one, Claro LUL. People were desperate to communicate to their beloved ones to tell them they're ok, that you'd see groups stopping in the middle of bridges in highways-
cuz they got a little bit of signal and the call miraculously went through.
And it was like that for months. I had a small following by that time on twitter, but I still made a few friends though. I stole the wifi password from a local bank to be able to send a message telling them I was ok. That was like a month later.
Because of the lack of communication and power, many lives were lost. Some folks live deep in the mountains so they either had no way in to get to them nor any way out to escape. Some even had to bury their loved ones in their own backyards. Some had to gather water from rivers.
The hurricane caused many deaths directly and indirectly. This image is a reminder from 2018. Around 4000 deaths or more.
Supplies arrived on the island, and a year later, those supplies were found concealed and rotten by then. The government hid it, waiting to gain publicity. A publicity that would never come because there was no communication and no power. We were left on our own. As usual.
I was fortunate enough to not have loss anyone, but it will always grind gears when a chat from the government was leaked to the public about how they basically mocked at the deaths. “More food for the crows” or something like that.
I remember the first time we managed to contact family from Florida through the phone. We were in the balcony of my grandmas house. Our cousins crying asking if we needed anything and we just yelled in unison “BRING US COLD BEER”
Ahhh the nights filled with gasoline fumes, and the soothing sound of TRRRRRRRRRRR power plants roaring all over the neighborhood LUL. And when one shut down, the others began to shut down as well and we knew it was around 5AM. Time to wake up for the day.
It was an experience. During the time of 0 comunications, I sent a letter to my cousin through mail. A singular Setsuna doing a thumbs up saying "We ok" with no context. I thought the confusion of it all would've been hilarious. It was.
I thought, "Wouldn't it be funny if I just send this with no context whatsoever just saying "kay"? "One day we'll look back at this and laugh" "I'm a saddist."
I knew that she would know, that if I had the time to make a joke like that, then yeah, we're all ok, LUL
I knew that she would know, that if I had the time to make a joke like that, then yeah, we're all ok, LUL
I had this thread thought out better but when it came to write it down, I went blank, LAMYOOOOOO
Will delete this thread later.... but something will always make me feel like a terrible person. And it's the fact that during this time, it had to have been the best times for me. I was with my fam all the time, my art flourished and absolutely no anxiety at all.
