A few years ago, the power was wiped out to a good chunk of the peninsula when a small plane crashed into a tower. Power was out for hours. We got to work, and they finally just told us to go home, because the doors require keycards, including the doors to the restrooms. Traffic was snarled for miles and miles with street lights out.
A restaurant I frequented let me use their restroom; they had generators that were keeping stuff running, including the lights at a low level. And then I went out to wait for a couple of hours for a bus to get through the traffic to take me home.
A restaurant I frequented let me use their restroom; they had generators that were keeping stuff running, including the lights at a low level. And then I went out to wait for a couple of hours for a bus to get through the traffic to take me home.
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