It didn't look even slightly like this outside today, and so I didn't leave the flat until it was time to head out for dinner. And yet I know I have not a thing to complain about, since back at home everyone is getting pounded with snow. I just received an e-mail letting me know that my home county has reached a high enough level of emergency that people caught out on the road can be arrested for driving. This news reminds me of the time my mother called me in Toronto, where she'd tracked me down at my Academic Mayhem hotel, to tell me not to go home because my then-home county had made the Weather Channel.
The Weather Channel was announcing that the county was closed.
We stayed an extra night in Toronto.