The storm arrived within minutes of receiving our food. Like before,
we had shelter under the pavilion and felt fairly safe. But as the
storm made its way past us, winds drove the rain under the roof
like a wind tunnel and there wasn't a dry spot anywhere. We have
a knack for showing up at the marina right before a strong storm.

The table at the bottom of the picture was where we were sitting.
Once the storm hit, everyone sitting outside ran into a vacant dining room
for the restaurant Latitude 31 (the place that actually cooked the food we
were eating), carrying as much of our meals as we could.