New England is a funny place for winter. It seems to be the only place on the planet that gets snow every winter and where people forget how to drive every winter. Even though we usually can get snow for half the year. Compared to North Carolina, we have no excuses. Our towns own plows, we know what winter tires look like, most of us have driven in it, and I’ve seen it snow in May.
Yesterday, in parts of North Carolina it was snowing 2 inches an hour. These people have no idea what to do with it. It’s as if a landslide came down the hills of Worcester and a 6.9 earthquake opened up on downtown Boston. Game over, close the doors, go home.
Christine was headed to UNC Chapel Hill for a grad school interview. They cancelled the 5:00PM flight, she was unable to fit on the 7:00, and had to wait around Logan until 10:00. Bowl of suck.
I think it’s not as bad as it could be, because people in the South don’t even bother to drive. Here in New England however, we do drive. We drive our 10,000Lb Lincoln SUV with bald “all seasons” down 93 at 75MPH. Then we blame the “freak” patch of black ice for flipping the boat 4 times, throwing headrest mounted LCD panels everywhere, and the resulting 14 car pile-up.