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By Jennifer MunroeHurricane Florence, 16 September 2018. Credit: NASA, via Wikimedia Commons.Last week, Rebecca Laroche and Hillary Nunn suggested in jest that we should build a soundtrack to mark this year's more-eventful-than-usual travel to DC.  So... here is just a little fun I had on the train! You can either click on the hyperlinks for added fun OR check out the Spotify playlist that Mark Gudgeon (@gudge75 on Twitter) has assembled for us.In September 2018, EMROC was planning our fourth annual Transcribathon and Steering Committee meetings at the Folger Shakespeare Library. To our chagrin, also in the mix was Florence, a formidable storm that originated in Africa. After days of anticipating the storm, and just when we thought the Waiting was the hardest part, Florence hit the North Carolina coast with a fury, leaving poor Maggie in Raleigh (though inland) blowing in the wind and being rocked like a hurricane. It really was nasty. In fact, poor Maggie said it shook her all night long. And just when it seemed things might clear, it seemed, here comes the rain again.Meanwhile, Rebecca and Hillary decided to hold on and see if they would make it to DC, even though Florence's track kept changing.  Will Florence disrupt things all the way to DC? And Jen, in Charlotte, remained in the danger zone. Elaine Leong, thankfully, arrived in the States in advance of the storm, and it looked like she would be able to take the downtown train from Baltimore to DC without trouble. Maggie Simons and my flight plans remained uncertain, so we both tried to book trains in vain and waited to see if the airports would stay open. While those of us in Charlotte and Raleigh worked on alternative plans to Skype in for meetings, in the sights of the storm, we were also worried about losing the power. We were all under pressure.Just when things looked really bad,Florence decided to beat it and head south just enough that Raleigh's airportcould open, and Maggie saw the sign that she could get to DC. Likewise, it appearedHillary and Rebecca could see clearly now that they too would make it to the DCarea. But Florence had Charlotte in her sights, and Jen kept going back and forth about whether her flight would be canceled,whether she would drive. "Should Istay or should I go?" she wondered. In the end, she decided to push it anddrive to Richmond on Saturday, then a crazy trainto DC Sunday morning. Finally, things were looking up. Everyone (except Lisa Smith who was unable to leave London, home of the brash, outrageous and free, for family reasons) would make it. So thrilled, all we could do is shout and jump around. Truly unbelievable! It looked like we might be gettin' jiggy with it after all. Tomorrow won't be such a manic Monday. We will be together from 9 to 5, making plans for EMROC's next few years and enjoying each other's company. We'll see Sarah (Powell) smile when we meet her at the library. It appears now that at least by Tuesday, we will all be walking on sunshine here in DC. And, of course, Heather Wolfe and Lisa will be London calling, leading an enthusiastic group of transcribers at the Wellcome, helping to make our dreams come true. Wednesday, we will all be on the road again, and it will seem the longest time before we meet again. But for the next few days, we have each other, and nothing's gonna stop us now.The moral is: don't stopbelieving. Getting into the groove, seventeenth-century style! Credit: Christoffel Jacobsz. van der Laemen (1615-1651), Dancing Party in an Interior, ca. 1640s (Wikimedia Commons).