That was close as fuck.
Thankfully, we'd been three days ahead of schedule for the entirety of the recording process, which meant that we were able to finish background vocals approximately three and half hours before my flight (which was one of the last) back to Toronto. 
While two of the interns were driving me back, people were literally starting to board up their homes/places sandbags strategically in front of storefronts/doorways/etc. 
The evening before, I'd gone into Publix to pick up some sausages to cook for dinner - the shelves were already being emptied and the lot was overflowing with cars looking for parking spots. 
Floridian's have this seemingly unimpressed/impartial view of hurricanes - dealing with storms, lightning and high winds are almost as ingrained in their culture as oranges and alligators. 
When I asked one of the interns why he wasn't worried about the hurricane, his response was, "It's honestly just really loud background music. During hurricane Charley, I sat underneath my stairs and ate pop tarts while we played N-64 until the power went out."
As a Canadian having exclusively dealt with snowstorms, ice-storms, sporadically strong thunderstorms along with the odd earthquake while in California, I can say with confidence that I would rather any of those over the impending fucking doom that a hurricane brings. 
When I saw on Wednesday that the expected storm surge was over 11 feet and that sustained winds could max out at 140mph, I was out.
After some of the worst turbulence I've ever experienced during the first half-hour of the flight, the sunset ended up being pretty beautiful. 
Check out some photos below: