Throughout my entire college career on the chilly Mount St. James of College of the Holy Cross never did I experience quite a snowy mess like the one this past weekend. Ironically named, "Nemo" has left icy remnants that block in most of the entrances to my house and that make it terribly hard to run my 9 mile route without the risk of a black ice disaster or dislocated ankle.
I will tell you though, this was my first time shoveling snow. Walking out the following morning of the storm, not a speck of asphalt, cars, or foliage could be seen. It was a whiteout. SUVs barely peeked through the snow and neighbors with shovels, snowblowers, and service men, all vied for the same laborious result. It took a friend and I about 2 hours to uncover her buried SUV and I tell you, best arm and shoulder workout ever!
As my Miami, warm-blooded, frizzy friends and family remind me of their beautiful sunny and cozy weather forecast, I still relish in this white wonderland that surrounds me. Snow can be fun, as demonstrated when friends and I ran out into the blizzard and ate fresh snow and made snow angels (well what looked more like snow demons). Some of my hometown friends have never seen snow never mind even traveled outside of Florida. The seasons are scenes to be seen. My favorite of which is fall -- its burnt sienna backdrop is something we really miss out on in Florida as well.
I can't say I thoroughly enjoyed Nemo, I mean, sure I could use a hefty tan and would love to smell some seawater, but the New England landscape is pretty spectacular too.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Throughout my entire college career on the chilly Mount St. James of College of the Holy Cross never did I experience quite a snowy mess like the one this past weekend. Ironically named, "Nemo" has left icy remnants that block in most of the entrances to my house and that make it terribly hard to run my 9 mile route without the risk of a black ice disaster or dislocated ankle.
I will tell you though, this was my first time shoveling snow. Walking out the following morning of the storm, not a speck of asphalt, cars, or foliage could be seen. It was a whiteout. SUVs barely peeked through the snow and neighbors with shovels, snowblowers, and service men, all vied for the same laborious result. It took a friend and I about 2 hours to uncover her buried SUV and I tell you, best arm and shoulder workout ever!
As my Miami, warm-blooded, frizzy friends and family remind me of their beautiful sunny and cozy weather forecast, I still relish in this white wonderland that surrounds me. Snow can be fun, as demonstrated when friends and I ran out into the blizzard and ate fresh snow and made snow angels (well what looked more like snow demons). Some of my hometown friends have never seen snow never mind even traveled outside of Florida. The seasons are scenes to be seen. My favorite of which is fall -- its burnt sienna backdrop is something we really miss out on in Florida as well.
I can't say I thoroughly enjoyed Nemo, I mean, sure I could use a hefty tan and would love to smell some seawater, but the New England landscape is pretty spectacular too.
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