I Don’t Want to Do That Again
The Partner and I went out of town Sunday to help celebrate the 21st birthday of one of his sisters. This aspect of the trip I’ll gladly do again—townie bar hopping during a small snowstorm is always excellent, particularly the intoxicated walk home.
Today, however, was an extremely foggy day. The two-to-three inches of snow we got Sunday night did not like the Monday warm up. Our drive home this early evening was INSANE, with near-zero visibility mixed with semis and idiot SUV drivers attempting to go 75MPH. I’ve driven through whiteouts and heavy fog before, but never anything that lasted more than 30 minutes. It was I-can’t-fucking-see-a-damn-thing-foggy the ENTIRE drive home. My nerves were completely shot by the time I turned the car onto our road.
The upshot is that most of the snow from last week melted, and even though our backyard is now a lake, I’ll take it.
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Winter driving sucks. At least you didn’t hit any giant pieces of metal lying on the road
Yep. Driving is fucking dangerous.