Squalls
Last week, I sent my update-on-my-life e-mail to all my friends and former co-workers and told them how I have gotten used to the cold Pennsylvania winter. Well, it gave me a good test on Saturday when I was stuck in thundersnow and snow squalls. It was so funny because I was traveling to my side job and saw that the early morning snow was just quickly melting.
I figured that I would have just some flurries when I was to leave for the day and drive home. Boy, was I wrong!
I was eating at Wendy’s during my dinner break when I heard this booming sound and saw a flashing night sky. I thought that I was seeing something else; clearly it couldn’t be a thunderstorm. Well, it was and it was pretty bad. In fact, a lightning bolt stuck an apartment two blocks away from where I was eating. Then, thousands and thousands of pebble-size snow/hailstones filled the streets. I made a cautious drive back to work and did the same back home.
On the way home, however, I greeted by a very dense fog and I couldn’t see anything. Then some idiot had his high-beams on, making it even worse.
I did a lot of praying that night, and I made it home safely. Yet, the experience has yet to change my feelings about winter.
permalink | | observations | 02/10/2008
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