It’s snowing. It’s New England. It’s December. Shocker.
Yes, I know, this coming from the grown adult who is afraid to drive in the snow. But really. 8-12 inches is not the worst we’ve seen. The weathermen were surprisingly accurate on the timing and intensity. But, still, mass chaos ensued.
The entire New England area left work between 1-2 pm. And then proceeded to drive approximately 3mph. On the highway. Except for the times they slid down hills or off the highway. Or stopped in the middle of the highway to clear off their windshields. Kids in Boston and Providence were stuck on buses for six hours. Can you imagine the poor bus drivers? I wonder how many times they heard “I have to pee!” or “Are we there yet?” Did I mention they were elementary school students? This is fairly close to my worst nightmare (first being the aforementioned being mauled by a dolphin at Sea World).
There were no plows out because they had nowhere to go. They were stuck in traffic too. Luckily, there was no open space on the highway for the snow to go — it all went on top of the cars parked there.
It’s going to snow again on Sunday. The day I’m supposed to run a 5K. Yay.
Welcome to winter!