At about 3 am this morning, there was a loud bang, and the house went very quiet... apart from the insistent beeping of my UPS unit, telling me that I was on battery, because the power was out. I initially assumed that a transformer had blow - it's common around here, and FPL are getting very good at replacing them, so I just went back to sleep... We woke this morning to find that somebody had hit a power pole, hard enough to bring it down and leave cables all over the street. So, we went out for breakfast, came back, still no power, so we sat out in the back yard, lit the firepit and pretended to be camping. While we did so, we reviewed our options and realised that, in event of an extended outage, or a natural disaster, or the Zombie Apocalypse, we're in pretty good shape... even if we don't simply move into the pup, we have the cooking gear, the sleeping bags, the propane, the solar power, the generator... we'd actually be pretty nicely set, for a while, right there in Camp Driveway. In fact, living in Florida, we have a (fairly informal) Hurricane Plan... which consists, largely, of "Hitch up the pup and keep driving until the noise stops..." Does anyone else view their pup as a potential "lifeboat", or is it just me being paranoid ?