snowchaos
It snowed. Unfortunately, Leah and I were both away from home at the time. I actually left the house just as the first flakes were falling, to drive up to Lowell and drop of the last little pieces of work needed to finish my practicum course. So I wasn't going to let a little snow stop me! Also I wasn't worried, because my car doesn't have any sort of problem with the snow until it's high enough to start interfering with the ground clearance. Unfortunately, not everyone else can say the same; either that or there are just too many cars in the world. Or both! In any case, once I got back to Bedford I ran into a traffic jam in which it took me about half an hour to go less than a mile. I never found out what the problem was, either—if it was a wreck or just too many cars trying to get though Bedford Center—because I squeezed by a line of cars and look the long way around. It was still slow, because some people declined to drive faster than 10 miles an hour, but at least I was moving. When I finally got free of all other traffic I accelerated to 40 or so, just to feel the wind in my hair. Then I went inside and vowed never to drive again until everyone promised to get their cars out of my way.
And Leah had it even worse! She was at the mall, and the first time she tried to leave she sat in her car—stationary—for 20 minutes before giving up. Apparently everyone else was trying to escape the snow as well, and I guess there just wasn't room on the roads for them all. Two hours later, things weren't that much better; but, you know, you can't stay in the mall forever. So just before 4:00 she got in her car, and by ten of five she was out of the mall parking lot and on her way home! Very slowly. To drive the five miles home took her about 45 minutes. 45 stressful minutes. But eventually she did make it home safe too, and she vowed never to drive again, ever. At least not to the mall.