I’m like the Pied Piper of winter weather, it seems.
Philly got a nasty blizzard over the weekend while I was there, and now New York is getting hit with one.
It’s nowhere near as much accumulation as what Philly saw, but based on the way a lot of people in the city are reacting, you’d think we were just all buried alive, never to see the light of day again.
And here I thought New Yorkers were supposed to be more badass than that?
I think it’s kinda pretty and nice to experience things like this that don’t happen all that often, but apparently that puts me in the minority. Whatever.
Here’s a shot from my living room window.
Bundle up!
