Just back from the bar, so... Technically, if they're not anticyclones, they're cyclones.
But beyond that bit of logic, weather
, almost by definition, and certainly by analysis of complexity, is non-predictable over periods (on this planet) longer than 3 to 5 days (chose your window).
While my logical mind always seems to want to run the show, dictate reasonable scenarios, and formulate the appropriate responses, the real world always seems to have the trump card.
Which to my overly analytic mind, explains a bit the attraction of the unknown. Why do
we take chances? I counsel myself, and anyone else foolish enough to ask, to look for where the hurricanes are, and to avoid those places, and yet when they inevitably hit, the outcome (if you survive) winds up being positive.
I guess the appropriate cliché is; hope for the best, expect the worst.
Further, our current
affluence, as indicated by your stated expectations, suggests something more than a little ugly. Imagine any pre-mid-20th century or earlier explorer complaining that, "the guide book told me that the conditions were going to be like a Corona commercial
, but they weren't."
I assume old mother nature will weed that out eventually though.
There are no safe places; there're only interesting places, the deciding criteria depend on one's ability and preparation.