"Where ya gonna go ? "
If the ,gov says " Go." - then I think I am going to stay. As mentioned earlier , above , the roads will be useless. No one is leaving the Cape. No one is getting it of Boston. 95 & 93 North will be parking lots.
Having had many drinks while sorting this out with my elite crew of tacticool operators we have decided that one either leaves early or late - if they do indeed leave at all.
Freezing to death. Dehydrating to death. Death by violence. Illness. Starvation. - that's pretty much the order of suck I see coming if the lights go out.
So I have woodstoves with fuel , water filters , firearms , medicine/hygiene and food saved up. Not enough of any of them , because it never is. ( how many of us thought we had plenty of ammo on hand before the Retardation ? ).
My Zombie planning and whiskey drinking crew total 5 small nuclear families , all in fairly close proximity. All more or less stocked with good stuff ( again , closer to " less " , but we're working on it. )
If we pile into one home , with all our pack rat crap , we can eat for a long time , and have enough bodies for 24 hour security.
My town is a coastal peninsula , crowded with Democrats , cubicle workers and a large percentage of the kind of people who are more "manager" than "doer ". - frankly I am more worried about them reorganizing and informing the populace that we are going to pool our resources and work together for the greater good - than I am of the roaming hordes of paramilitary pirates sweeping through suburbia after the apocalypse.