I have experienced quite a bit of adverse weather in my lifetime. Huge storms pounding the coast of California in the early '80's, a freak sudden sandstorm in New Mexico at the end of March, 1982 (right before the shuttle Columbia landed at White Sands), that crazy 12 feet of snow that piled up in Anchorage in the winter of '89-'90, incredible gale-force winds that pummeled Scotland in December of 1997, a bizarre cold snap that gripped Spain in late January of 2004 (really put the kabosh on enjoying the Costa Del Sol that trip), the blizzards that dump two to three feet of snow on Denver every two or three years...and now, today, I got to experience my very first Nor'easter.
Like all weather extremes, this made life a bit unpleasant. Traffic slowed to a crawl, even the trains. My commute in took 20 minutes longer than it did just yesterday. Walking the 5 blocks from Penn Station on 31st to the store on 25th was a slippery, dippery challenge, the wind whipping icy snow every which way and slushy snow piling up on the sidewalks.
It's quiet in the store, though everyone made it in safe and sound. Out the third floor windows the snow can be seen swirling sideways between the buildings. There does not appear to be a lot of snow accumulating - 2 to 3 inches, tops. However, it also does not appear to be letting up.
Damn, no hot chocolate. And the coffee bites.
Update: It's 4:00 EST, the snow and wind have died down, the slush is dissipating quickly - oh happy day! Or rather, oh happy rest of the day!
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