Provincetown, MA. It looks beautiful after a snowstorm, but I wouldn't want to live there in the aftermath of one. It's been a week since New York's last major snowstorm, and cars are still stuck in the snow on many New York City streets. When I next visit RQS at her place, I'll need to take mass transit, as there will not be any available parking on the streets if I were to drive there.
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It's been a week of sub-freezing temperatures, and my stadium coats have gotten the most use they have gotten in years. One advantage of this weather is that the snow won't melt and leave ice patches in dangerous places. Given the mountain of snow that was plowed in front of my car (there was no other place to put it), I expect to see the remains of last week's storm hang around well into February.
RQS and I decided to go out today. She wanted to get some coffee and try out the French Press I have in my kitchen. As for me, I wanted an excuse to go out. So, we bundled up, and out the door we went. Off to Home Goods, and then to dinner.
Well, RQS found her coffee, and I decided to go to the same buffet that Vicki and I went to the other day. This time, I overdid it. Way too much food, but all of it was good. On the way back, we took a route through back roads until we hit a roadblock. Seems like a quarter mile section of road was out, and there was a 15 mile detour because of it. As for me, the detour still brought us home without returning to the open section just past the detour.
